He glances down at my feet, then back at me. He arches an eyebrow. “Risking your toes for me, Red?” I smile, relief flooding through me. If he’s okay enough to tease me, then that’s a good sign. “Cooper, I’m so sorry.” His expression shutters. “I’m sorry I left you there.” “It’s okay. I mean, I’m worried about you, and I’m sort of worried I am going to lose a toe, but it doesn’t matter. Because I love you.”
