“Promise to never turn your back on me, no matter how chaotic it gets.” She caressed his face and pecked his lips. “I promise. I’m here to stay… here for you to keep to yourself and ride through the waves with.” Grinning, Synovi stuck his hand out. Torin chuckled, remembering how he left her hanging on her couch that day. “Should we shake on it?” Synovi asked. Smiling, Torin gripped his hand and shook it. “Mhm. It’s a deal, Mr. Black.” “It’s a deal, Love.”
