Picture Perfect

other people and you couldn’t. We were built for each other.”
    A soft cry escaped her lips as she rubbed against me, her eyes glazed and soft when she looked at me.
    “You’re so beautiful Flynn, and I love you more than I ever knew I had the capacity to love. What you just said is the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard.”
    Raining kisses all over my face she told me again and again, “I love you, I love you, I love you.”
    Every time she said it, I said it back, my heart overflowing with a feeling of contentment I’d never experienced.
    Raising my hands I cupped her face and pulled her lips to mine. Our kisses were always amazing, but this was the most beautiful and meaningful kiss we’d ever shared.
    She rubbed against me gently as we kissed, and when I broke our lip lock and looked into her eyes, I saw that she really was hungry for us to be joined.
    Pulling back from our kiss, I started running my fingers through her hair as I smiled at her. “I’m going to get undressed baby, and you need to take those sexy panties off.”
    Because she only had to remove her panties, she was naked long before I was. I was so overwhelmed by my need for her that my hands shook as I pulled my clothes off, but I never took my eyes away from hers.
    Standing before her, I remembered writing one of our biggest songs, Devour. It was one of the three songs from our third album that we all actually like, and I’d written it one lonely night in my hotel room. Looking at Tessa, I realized that what I’d been calling out for in that song had finally come true. I’d wished for her, and now she was here.
    Stepping back to the bed, I cupped her face in my hands and gently kissed her before pulling back and smiling at her. “Babe, I want to sing you something. I know it’s a little cheesy considering I’m naked, but are you cool with that?”
    Smiling shyly, she nodded. “Uh, yeah… baby, remember the other day when we had to go to the hotel? I think it’s obvious that I’m more than fine with listening to you sing.”
    I kissed her again and then smiled. “I just realized that I wrote this for you.”

    I want a girl
    To become my world
    And make the black sky turn blue

    This lonely life isn’t right
    A million miles from who I want to be
    The only thing that keeps me together
    Is knowing that she’s waiting for me

    When I lie awake in bed
    Just me with the voices in my head
    I can feel her soul calling for me

    Beauty, grace, and lips devine
    I’ll devour her soul and make her mine
    No space between us
    Nothing to keep us apart
    Devouring one another
    As we open up our hearts

    I know she’s out there somewhere
    Waiting for me to come and find her
    Waiting for me to become her home
    Every day without her isn’t complete
    And I feel her heart calling for me

    I don’t know where
    And I don’t know when
    But I know that she’s out there for me

    Beauty, grace, and lips devine
    I’ll devour her soul and make her mine
    No space between us
    Nothing to keep us apart
    Devouring one another
    As we open up our hearts
    When I finished singing, her eyes were swimming with tears. Smiling, I wiped her tears away with my thumbs and hugged her tightly against my chest.
    Pulling away from her, I helped her move up the bed before I came down over her, holding myself up so that I could see her face. “I was so fucking lonely before you baby, but now I understand that my soul always knew you were out there. I love you more than life itself.”

Chapter Forty

    Having Flynn sing Devour to me, for the second time in my life, was a moment that I will remember forever. The first time he had sung that song and looked into my eyes while he did it, I was seventeen years old and star-struck. Now I was twenty-three and so crazy in love that it made me dizzy. The beauty of the heartfelt lyrics and the way he looked into my eyes as he sang opened my heart so wide that it was staggering. The fact that he’d chosen my favorite song, the one that had captured me from the moment I heard the first chords of the gentle guitar, just made the moment that much better.
    The icing on the cake was Flynn, lying on top of me, telling me that he loved me more than life itself. Running my hands up his arms, I pushed my fingers through his hair and brought his lips down to mine for a kiss.
    We were wild for each other, but the kiss was gentle and sweet; a promise of things to come; an understanding of what it was that we had together.
    Spreading my