Chapter Eighty Four

He took her hand in his and squeezed her fingers. "Kimberly, are you telling the truth? Do you really love me? Because if you don't, I can't make it. You are my world. This is killing me"

She leaned forward and pulled him close. Then he was on the bed and they were kissing as if they had a lifetime to make up for.

"Of course I love you" she wispererd as she pressed her mouth against his lips, his cheeks, his chin. "I have been calling every week, trying to tell you"

"I know. James recorded the calls and forwarded them to me. I couldn't stand listening to them and I couldn't stop playing them over and over. I needed it all to me true, even as I told myself it couldn't be"

"Stubborn man" she said contentedly. "Do you believe me now?"