“I’ve got you.” She caught her breath, not at the sensation, but at the words, unable to resist her own. “I know.” He searched her eyes for a long moment. “Do you?” he whispered, lifting a hand to her hair, pushing a wild lock behind her ear. “Do you know that I will always have you? If you’ll let me?” She went warm with the words. “I will always be what you need,” he said.
