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“I’ve always loved you. Why would that ever change?”
He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I’m so damn sorry,” he whispered. “Things are foggy, but I know that I shouldn’t have pushed you away. I’m pretty sure that I’ll never be able to drive again. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with the rest of my life, but as long as you’re in it, I’ll be okay.”
“Wait, why wouldn’t you be able to drive again?” I started to sit up, but Watson held me against him.
Watson let out a slow breath. “My memory was getting worse, and I didn’t... I didn’t want you to have to see that. I didn’t want you to have to take care of me. I wanted to be the one to take care of you.” The catch in his voice caused me to look up in surprise. “H, I love you. I want to be the man you deserve. I want to buy you the big house, give you two point five kids, and the dog, and the car, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to do that for you now.”
“Fuck that.” I twisted away from him. “Watson, I don’t need that. What I want—what I’ve always wanted—is lying in a hospital bed in front of me.” I reached up to lightly run my thumbs over his cheekbones.
Watson smiled at me. “I’ve missed you.” His dark eyes glittered with moisture. “Can you forgive me?”
“Can you forgive me?” I asked. “I lied to you. I ignored your texts, and you got into your car. You had another seizure, and what if—”
“Nope.” Watson yanked me back against his body. “This was not your fault. Don’t try to blame any of this on yourself, Holt.”
My head rested against his heart, and I listened to the sound of it thumping against his chest, his body warm against mine. I could do this for a lifetime if it meant he was mine. If he needed me to take care of him, I would do that. I didn’t need him to do that for me. I had been doing that since the first day we met.
“Watson?”
“Yeah, baby?” Just hearing him call me that made my entire body come alive. When I didn’t answer him right away, Watson tucked a finger under my chin and forced me to look at him. With his other hand, he smoothed the hair from my face and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
I snuggled closer. “Do you really want all those things with me?”
“You know I’ve always wanted a dog.” He chuckled softly, which turned into a deep belly laugh when I tickled his side, before he flinched like he was in pain.
I sat up. “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
“No, but I hurt you, and I’m sorry, Holt.”
I moved so that I could slide my lips over his, and a soft groan escaped Watson’s throat.
“I love you,” I whispered as he fought to keep his eyes open.
“Love you,” he murmured. “Don’t leave. Stay. Need you here when I wake up.”
I leaned my head back against his chest. I was never leaving his side again.
