"I'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it."
There had always been something beautiful about Eddie. The first Kara met him she just knew that she could fall in love with him. And she did. By the time they had their first date, she adored him.
The first time they made love, Kara knew that Eddie was the one. There were these little things he did that could be nothing else but reflections of love. Eddie kissed her, her hands her shoulder, her back, her stomach. He held her hands. He spooned afterwards. And somehow, she always felt his hand at the nape of her neck, supporting her. His genuine care for her was clear, especially when making love. Kara couldn't imagine another man she would rather share the rest of her life with.
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