Joanna's chest was still heaving as Miguel quickly undressed himself and pulled her close, his breath warm against her ear. "I love you, Joanna," he whispered, his voice full of emotion. "I want to make you happy. I want us to be happy."
Joanna looked into his eyes, feeling a surge of happiness and gratitude for this man who had given her so much pleasure and tenderness. "Really, Miguel?," she asked, her voice thick with emotion.
"I do, Joanna," Miguel replied, his voice full of sincerity. "I know that our marriage started under less than ideal circumstances, but I want to make it work. I want to make you happy. I want us to be happy."
Joanna nodded, tears of joy in her eyes. "I want that, too," she said. "I love you too, Miguel. I want to make this work."
The two embraced, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. It was a kiss of hope, a kiss of a new beginning.
