"I love you, Victoria Adams. I have for a long time. And what you've told me today only makes me love you more. I admire your courage, your fighting spirit and inner strength. I hate the path that carried you to Harper's Station, but I thank God every day that he brought you to a place where we could meet." He pulled her hands to his chest and placed them palm down against the thudding of his heart. "As steadfast as your love is for Lewis, that's how strong my love is for you. It's not going to go away. Ever. Someday, I'll convince you to become my wife, Tori. To let me be a father to your son. But today, all I ask is that you believe me when I say I love you." "You . . . you love me?" Her voice trembled and her bright blue eyes swam with wonder. Ben smiled and nodded. "With all my heart." "Even after all I've told you?" She looked so bewildered, he worried she'd convince herself to push his words aside. Ben flattened her hands more tightly against his chest, wanting her to feel his intensity, his desire to never let her go. "Especially after all you've told me." She peered up at him, apparently at a loss for words. But words had their limits. Perhaps another communication style would prove more convincing. Slowly, gently, Ben ran his hands up Tori's arms to her elbows. With a small tug, he brought her body closer to his, her face closer to his. "I love you, Tori," he whispered an instant before he touched his lips to hers. He"