Enchanted by Your Kisses (42 page)

"I love you, Ariel. You are the woman of my dreams."

She smiled, sniffing. "The woman of your dreams, am I?"

He nodded. "And of my fantasies. You enchant me with your kisses, my darling wife, you beguile me with your smile, and never has a day gone by when I don't thank God we found each other."

Her smile could light up a room, Nathan admitted, surprised to feel his own eyes mist up.

"Enchanted by my kisses?" she asked. "I think I rather like that."

"Oh," he said. "What say I show you just how much they enchant me?" He bent, kissing her as he longed to do every time he saw her. Kissing her as he had for the past twenty years. Kissing her as he would go on kissing her for the rest of their lives.

"Well?" he asked a long while later, drawing back, his hands on her face.

"Well, indeed," she said, placing her hand against the side of his face, her gaze filling with tenderness. "I think, my love, that 'tis I who am enchanted by
your
kisses."