“I’m fine, baby.” “Make sure it stays that way. Jax, I mean it. If I, at any point, feel it’s unsafe for Maeve, I’ll have to take her away.” I drop my fork and it clatters against the table as I stand. “No.” “No?” She pushes out her chair and stands in front of me, a grin twitching on my lips. “It’s my job to protect you and our daughter. Let me do it. You don’t run from me, Sofia. You know that I will chase you. I’ll never stop. But you need to understand something—” “Oh, do I?” She tips her chin up to me and I lace my fingers around her neck, my thumbs framing her jaw. “Yes. That I’d
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