“I would’ve come sooner, my love, but my stubbornness is as impenetrable as yours. But I’m here now, and this is me getting on my knees and begging you to return.” “Is that so?” She folds her arms across her chest. “See, I might actually need to see that.” “You want me to get on my knees and beg you to come back to me?” I ask. “Saving you from vicious killers isn’t enough?” “It’s a good start.”
