His eyes crinkled.  I was done for, even without hearing his answer.  Those crinkled eyes got to me every time.  “This is headed to forever; forever on the back of my bike and forever in my bed.”

My breathing slowed for a moment and then I whispered, “Forever.”

He continued to smile.  “Yeah, forever baby.”

I reached up and touched his cheek, tracing the skin just under his eyes.  “Crinkles,” I said.

“What?”  Confusion crossed his face.

“Crinkles.  I love it when your eyes crinkle like that.”

“I love you, sweetheart,” he murmured, leaning in close for another kiss.

I love you, too.”

I’d never seen him coming; he’d worked his way into my life and my heart, and I knew that we would be forever.  Scott didn’t give his love easily, and I sensed that once you had it, you had it forever.  And it was a fierce love; one that would hold strong through anything that life threw at us.  Like I said, I’d never seen him coming and I sure as hell wasn’t letting him go.