Page 151 of Faking the Shot
Her heart spasmed,then soared into glorious rainbows and starlight. She felt a sob catch in her throat, and quickly swallowed it. She wasn’t going to spoil this magical moment by crying.
But Zac seemed to notice anyway, as he pulled back. “What’s wrong?”
“No guy has ever said that to me.”
“What, none?”
She shook her head.
“You’re kidding. What about all those heroes in all your movies?”
“All fake.”
“Huh. They certainly looked convincing.”
“You watched my shows?”
“All of them.”
“All?”
“Hey, I had to see who I was up against.”
She snuggled in. “No contest. You win.”
His chest rumbled as he laughed. “I certainly hope so, considering they’re actors. But just so you know, I personally know of at least five other guys who would say the same thing given the chance.”
She chuckled. “You’re lying.”
“Hey, I’m never going to lie to you again.”
“Are you such a good actor now that I should believe you?”
“Ainsley, I’m never going to lie to you again.”
The intensity in his tone dared her heart to look up, to believe him. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For loving me.”
“Oh, Ainsley, how could I not?”
His expression was so soft, so tender, it was all she could do not to cry again. She didn’t deserve this man. Didn’t deserve his tenderness. He was exactly the kind of man her characters had been looking for. Exactly the man she’d never dared believe was real. Exactly the kind of man she could spend the rest of her life with.
“It certainly makes it easier,” she murmured, as she drew nearer.
He hooked a brow. “Easier?”
She nodded. “If you love me, it’s certainly a lot easier because I love you too.”
His eyes lit, along with his entire face. “Is that so?”
“Very so,” she murmured, then pressed her lips to his.
That kiss on the dance floor at New Year’s Eve had nothing on this one here. This time there were no observers, no fakeness, just them. And God. But it felt like God was in this moment, had prepared them for this moment. Had prepared him for her and her for him, their lives intersecting in His perfect timing.
She pulled away, felt his hands run through her hair.