“J-Jack?” Holly said, voice tinged with uncertainty.
He smiled, his heart so fucking full he could be a goddammed fairy tale character. “Yeah, sugar?”
“A-are you…um…are you—”
He tightened his hold on her. “Sure am, sugar.” It’d been a solid ninety days since LJ had any kind of nightmare. He’d reached his target, and instead of being terrified of going to sleep next to his woman, all he felt was the peace of being exactly where he belonged.
Tonight and every night moving forward, he’d be sleeping all wrapped around Holly.
“I’m so proud of you,” she whispered, voice thick with emotion. “I love you so much, Jack.”
“God, I love you too, sugar.”
They fell silent for a while. Neither slept though that had been the goal all these months. LJ just held her, enjoying the absence of anxiety. Loving that he could relax and fade into sleep at any point without fear of hurting the woman he loved.
“This is the best,” Holly whispered after a few moments, her voice slurred with impending sleep.
“The fucking best,” he said as his eyes grew too heavy to keep open.