Dalton’s gut clenched as emotions overwhelmed him. “To all of those places, Little Dove, because I go where you go.”
She closed her eyes and relaxed in his arms. She let him hold her up, relying completely on his strength and trusting he wouldn’t let her fall. She may not have realized it, but Dalton saw the significance in her physical surrender.
“When we wake up, I might need you to tell me again,” she whispered against his chest.
“I will tell you as often as you need,” he said, pressing a kiss to her hair and breathing in her precious scent.
“The day after tomorrow, too?”
“Yes, my love.”
“A year from now, even though I’ve already asked you to say it every day?”
“Without fail, Little Dove.”
“Okay.”
Dalton knew the moment was but a small reprieve. There would be more breakdowns
