“You’re perfect just the way you are.” He kisses me softly before touching his forehead to mine. He’s come such a long way this year. My protector, yes, but also my love. Being indebted to him was the best thing that could’ve happened to both of us.
He pulls me along with him, headed for where he left the car. “Come on. Let’s go home so I can give you a bath and a back rub. You’ve earned both.”
The man makes a good argument.