stories about how when we found the woman for us, we’d know immediately. We’d take one look and know she was th e On e . Kina, I swear I thought he was crazy. There was no way anyone could do that. It wasn’t logical. Dean and I always laughed at him behind his back. Then Dean met Becky. He told me it was exactly as Dad had explained to us. He met her and knew she was it for him. He was done. Period. I still didn’t really believe the whole thing. I mean, it’s ridiculous...Then I met you.”
Silence filled the tent again . What was he saying? Was he saying…no .
“Jonathan,” Kina started. She had no idea what she was going to say, but Jonathan interrupted her by putting his fingers across her lips. His fingers were warm against her mouth. She felt his lips skim across the top of her head.
“Don’t say anything, love. I know it’s crazy and hard to believe, hell, I didn’t believe it and I had the proof in my dad and ancestors right there in my face my entire life. But you’re it for me. If you don’t want to go to Arizona, I’ll go wherever you want to go. I’ll follow you around as you advance your career. I don’t care. I’ll stay at home and clean and cook and do your laundry. Whatever it takes. I won’t lie, I was looking forward to working with Dean and living near my family, but you mean more to me than all of that. You think about it. Whatever you want to do, I’ll be there, if you’ll let me.”
Kina didn’t like it. Not at all. She didn’t want to be hi s On e . She wasn’t good enough for him. How could he feel that for her? She had so many questions and so many doubts. It was too much pressure.
Jonathan sighed. He knew it was too soon for him to reveal his feelings, but he couldn’t help it. He loved her. Period. He’d let Kina think about what he said and hope like hell he hadn’t just chased her away for good.
He put his hand on the back of her head and held her to him. “Shhhh, don’t say anything. Just go to sleep. No pressure, hon. I swear. Just sleep. We’ll talk about it later.”
He felt her nod. Neither fell asleep right away.
Chapter Nine
Kina woke up first in the morning. Jonathan had slept peacefully through the night and hadn’t had any more nightmares, at least none that had woken her up. She lay there waiting for the day to start, enjoying the feeling of being held tight. Even in his sleep, Jonathan hadn’t loosened his hold on her. It felt…good. Not stifling, as it would have felt if another man held her like that. Kina breathed in Jonathan’s smell. He hadn’t shaved in the time they’d been out there, and the beginnings of his dark beard were sexy as hell. She would’ve gotten up, but somehow knew if she moved, he’d immediately wake up. She was enjoying being close to him and listening to him lightly snore.
She thought about everything he’d told her last night. She’d been way freaked out, but this morning, lying in his arms, she’d mellowed. She had no idea why, but she believed him. She’d seen Dean with Becky. She’d even seen his parents with each other. There was something about their relationships that seemed magical. She never saw any of them being overbearing or too controlling. Yes, Dean was protective, but Becky never complained. The more Kina thought about it, the more the tight ball of doubt in her stomach began to loosen.
Eventually, Jonathan began to stir. The real world would intrude on their idyllic time soon enough. She looked in his eyes as they opened for the first time.
“What time is it?” he mumbled sleepily.
“I have no idea.” She decided to go on as if their emotional discussion the night before hadn’t happened. There’d be time to re-hash it and figure everything out later. “Would you rather have to wake up at six am every morning no matter what, or not be able to go to sleep until one am?” As far as a “would you rather” question, it was kinda lame, but Jonathan
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