Roxy was exhausted, and the drowsiness was back to get her. Declan pulled away and licked his wet finger because he didn't want to miss her sweet love juices.
"I know what you're doing." was Roxy's comment. "You don't want me to drive you to the airport."
Declan smiled gently and laid down next to Roxy after pulling Roxy into his arms. "I know you have trauma to the airport. I don't want you to force yourself."
"But I'm not. You don't know what it's like to be apart from you, even for one day. It feels like months."
Declan looked at Roxy in disbelief, but the next second, his gaze was filled with so much love that Declan himself couldn't measure it.
"Believe me. I feel the same way as you do. But I'm more worried about your condition."
Roxy smiled happily, hearing Declan's explanation. She knew this man loved her deeply, and perhaps the only person who would stand up for her even though the world was against her would be Declan alone.
