Page 92 of Hunted Hearts

He smiled against her lips. “Always.”

“And my team? Can they come visit if I stay here?”

“Of course. We have more than enough horses to go around.”

She laughed, thinking about Chris on horseback. “Maybe we can skip the horses. But Theo, what are your plans?”

He caught a lock of her hair and rubbed it between this fingers and thumb. “Besides following you anywhere you want to go? I think my brothers need me. I want to join the security team.”

“They’re going to be very happy to add you. You’re great at it.” She cuddled closer.

“And I want to get more involved with the therapy program.”

“So do I. I thought my music…” She trailed off.

He nodded. “It’s a perfect idea, Juliette.”

The library faded into a soft blur around them, and all that remained was him.

His warmth.

His promise.

His love.

Later, she would pack her violin and her past, but leave behind her loneliness. Because here, she wasn’t just safe. She was wanted. She was loved.

And for the first time in her life, she didn’t have to pretend she wasn’t craving all of it—family, belonging, a man who would stand between her and the world without question.

As Theo kissed her again, the music from the tablet played on in the background, her great-grandmother’s song wrapping around them like a legacy of love.

And somewhere in the quiet space between their kisses, Juliette knew this was only the beginning.