CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT
My heart was beating fast mainly because being in his embrace like this made me feel at peace and like I got someone I could count on. I remained rigid for a few seconds but then relaxed, my eyes shutting and when I sensed he was about to pull away from me, I was quick to stop him. I looked up, noticing confusion written in his eyes.
“Just let me feel this, okay? It’s the least you can do for me,” I whispered.
He nodded, his fingers digging into my hair as he massaged me softly. With the side of my face plastered against his well-built chest, I felt subtly relaxed. It was pretty hard remaining mad at him when he was the one person who would always feel like home even at the heart of the most chaotic moments of my life.
“Peggy hates me,” I whispered.
“She’ll get ov
