“Promise you’ll come back to me.” I didn’t try to hide the pitch of insecurity in my voice. Not now, not after everything. He shifted, holding me a fraction tighter, his head resting on my back. “As if you could ever be rid of me.” “I’m serious.” “Dianna,” he said, trailing kisses along my spine. He brushed my hair away from my face and gently turned me over. I trembled against him. “There is no force in this world or the next strong enough to keep me from you. Do you understand?”
