I might have laughed with him, but the reminder he was injured stayed my lips. I hated he’d been hurt. That his life had been in danger. “Please promise me you won’t ever do that again.” “I can’t do that, Crash. I’m always going to be there to catch you when you fall. But, I have to admit, as fun as it is to rescue you on a weekly basis, I’m really hoping that your brushes with death have come to an end now my grandfather is in custody.” “I really hope so too,” I agreed. He lifted a hand and gently brushed his thumb against my cheek. “I have a feeling we’ll be okay.” He lowered his lips to
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