Page 91 of Only for Love

“Please don’t let me go.” I squeeze him tighter, positive that if I’m hurting his side he will never tell me. “I love us.”

“Ems, baby.” He loosens his hold and lets one hand cup my cheek, tracing my jawbone. “We’re okay. No matter what.”

I nod.

His laughter surprises me. “You’re expecting awfulness in there. A war zone?”

I bite my lip. “Maybe.”

“Good thing I’ve been through that particular kind of hell once before. Nothing thrown my way will change a thing about us.”

“Promise?”

He shrugs a shoulder, and his confidence is almost contagious. “Don’t need to promise.”

“Why?”

“Don’t worry about it.” He winks. “I’ve got your back. Into battle we go.”

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