Michael paced nervously back and forth across the sagging porch, not caring how the warped boards groaned under his massive body. He couldn’t be still, not with his fate hanging in the balance. If he lost Hannah now, after everything…
As if sensing his thoughts, Hannah stopped him by placing her small body right in the middle of his track across the porch. She wound her arms around his waist and leaned into him, pressing her head against his chest, listening to the steady thumping of his heart. He sighed into her and pressed her slight body tighter against him. He breathed in her sweet scent and let the magic of her bond sooth him.
It seemed like hours past, but in reality it was more like twenty minutes later when the Luna came to call them back to the conference room. Hannah r
