His lips touched her skin and she shivered, arching against him. "I know you will, Garrett. I know." Her voice was soft, breathy as he slowly started drive her insane. He knew what this would do to her. She moved her fingers over his side, touching the scar, the part of him she understood the most, how selfish, protective he was. Fina knew he was a good man; she'd known it when they first met, known it that night in the rain. One day she would find the words to tell him how she felt, how much she loved him.