“Okay,” I murmur. “Okay?” His brows spring. I nod, knowing he just wants to keep me safe, and I want that too. Swiftly, his arms curve around my shoulders, and we’re hugging so fiercely that I pretend our spacecraft is experiencing unexpected turbulence. And we’re keeping each other stable with the mighty force of our love, with the enduringness of two cosmic entities. If death occurs, it’ll be in each other’s arms.
