“Listen to me.” Leaning in close, I tucked her hair behind her ear and said, “I’m not Tony, and you’re not Trish, okay? I would never do that to you,” I promised as I cupped the side of her face with my hand, and resisted the urge to shake this sudden onslaught of irrational fear and neediness out of her. “Do ya hear me? I would never cheat on you.” She reached up and covered my hand with hers, as her green eyes searched mine for a reassurance that she’d never needed from me before. “Because, you see this face?” Leaning in close, I rested my brow against hers and stroked her nose with mine.
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