He bent down to pick me up, one arm under my butt, the other lightly across my back. My arms moved around his neck, my face finding a spot between his neck and shoulder. I took a deep breath of leather and engine grease. I had never had a hug like it in my life. “You didn’t leave,” I whispered as my tears fell against his skin. “I’m not going anywhere, Baby,” he whispered back, his gravelly voice rough. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Never stop breathing on me again,” he whispered in my ear as he rested his cheek against mine. I smiled into his neck. “You hear me?” “I hear ya,”
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