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As soon as their gazes connected, that look changed to warmth and desire … for her.
“Liz,” he breathed out.
Then they were running at each other. He caught her as she flung herself at him and swept her against his chest. Her hood fell back and her hair spilled out.
Liz clung to him. She was safe, happy, strengthened, and exhilarated.
“Superman,” she murmured.
He bowed his head and captured her lips with his. She was soaring. Their lips fused together in the most exhilarating exchange. The kiss continued for a long time, but Liz would never complain about that. She didn’t feel the cold. She didn’t care about anything but Hays coming for her.
Hays released her mouth but held her close.
“You’re healed?” she asked, her eyes hungry as they traveled over every inch of his handsome face and strong body. He only wore a thick flannel jacket, unbuttoned over a gray t-shirt, and chinos. Too tough to feel cold?
“Finally.” He feasted on her face with his eyes. “I thought I’d never find you. I had friends check Easter Island, Point Nemo, and Antarctica, but Greenland felt right. Greenland is a very big place with some very remote villages. Did you know that?”
“I’m sorry,” she managed, realizing she’d never said the name of this village out loud to him. “I had to keep you safe.”
“Liz.” His gaze grew more determined. “I will keep you safe. I’m shipping Paul out on the work boat that brought me in.”
She smiled. “Paul’s a good man. He helped me with my faith.”
“He is a good man, but not your good man. That’s my job.”
“You’re right. He’s not my man.” She pulled off her gloves, dropped them, and framed his handsome face with her hands. She was suddenly a lot warmer. “Nobody can equal my Superman.”
He took one of her hands in his and kissed it. Then he captured her lips, and she was swept away by the beautiful connection between them. He’d searched the most remote places in the world for her. He loved her that deeply.
As the kiss ended, she had to tell him, “I love you, Hays. I always have. I was trying to protect you. That’s why I pushed you away.”
“I know you.” He smiled gently at her. No blame, only love.
“I found Jesus.”
“That’s amazing.”
“And you found me.”
“Finally.” Hays smiled. “I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
“Knock knock,” he said.
Hays. Knock-knock jokes. Long, intense kisses. Suddenly, a life of hiding in a cottage in Greenland sounded thrilling. He could fish for their dinner. She’d keep working on her bread recipe. He’d come in, drop the fish, pick her up, and they’d both be covered with bread dough and flour.
“Who’s there?”
“Mustache.”
She grinned. “Mustache who?”
“Mustache you a question.”
She laughed, but it died when he released her and dropped to one knee.
“Liz.” He pulled out a ring from his pants pocket—a beautiful band with inlaid diamonds. “Will you marry me?”
