Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 76696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“I care about you. Money is a nice cushion to fall on, but it can’t buy you happiness or love or anything that really matters.”
Zach tightened his hold and pressed his lips against me. He deepened the kiss almost immediately and I clung to him as if I was drowning and he was my lifeboat. So how long do you want to spend travelling?” I asked, feeling more and more excited by the minute. And what was even better: I was back in Zach’s arms and we wanted to try again.
“I don’t know. As long as it takes to see what we want to see, or until we feel like returning home. It’s summer in Argentina and Chile right now, so we don’t have to be worried about weather in Patagonia.”
“That could take a while,” I teased.
“I don’t care. I want to make love to you in every country of South America, and on every continent in this world.”
I laughed. I linked our fingers. “How about you make love to me now?” Zach didn’t say anything, only led me toward his room. We fell on his bed and kissed and touched every inch of each other. When we made love, it was slow and sweet and gentle and loving, almost reverent, and afterward when we lay wrapped in each other’s arms and listened to our ragged breathing, I knew this was the start of something new, something even better. I’d come a long way, had torn down walls that seemed impenetrable, had discovered that sometimes you had to let go of the things you lost to discover that there’s more to each of us than we thought possible. I’d become someone new; my broken self was still part of me, would always be a part of me, but I’d learned to live with it, had learned to see beyond what wasn’t meant to be to find new happiness.
“I love you,” Zach murmured against my neck.
“And I love you.”
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