Chloe Liese

'What are words? I used to have them.'
'I have a few.' I smile and nuzzle his nose. 'I love you.'
'I’ve got those, too,' he says quietly, as he opens his eyes again and looks at me, right to the heart of me, fingers gliding through my hair. 'I love you, Sigrid. So much.'
'Not "too much"?'
He grins and nuzzles my nose, too. 'No such thing.'