Chapitre 127: Chapter 127

Sometimes that struck him all over again with the force of it. This gift of a man, this wonderful magical brave person, here in his arms. Loving him.

Him. Kris Starr. After everything.

But Justin Moore had looked at him and seen someone worth trusting.

He breathed, “I love all of you. Everything that’s, y’know, you. The person I want to marry. Come on, you’ve seen some of those old photographs of me in that leopard-print bodysuit on stage, you think I’d care if you want to wear a wedding dress? You want me in one too? You can take me shopping tomorrow. You can pick it out, I’ll wear whatever you want, just point me to something.”

Justin had started laughing by the end of this, soft and mildly embarrassed about his own emotions, blushing but whole body more relaxed against Kris’s, where they lay pressed up against each other. “You don’t have to! I like you in suits. Though the leopard-print is definitely an idea…”

“I’ll find a recreated version if you want?”