“We’ll be fine, J.B.,” she hurried to assure him. “If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times that I’m not…”
“Made of glass,” he said, interrupting her. His voice was a low rumble against her hair and his breath warmed her neck as he pressed a kiss to the soft skin beneath her ear.
She turned her head and smiled at him in the fading evening light. “We’re going to be so, so happy here, J.B. I can just feel it.”
“Me too, Nora. Then again, I’m happy anywhere you are.” J.B. picked her up and set her on his lap, erasing any lingering doubts or fears she may have owned through his sweet, generous love.
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