“You made sure I am.” Beckett reached into his back pocket and pulled out his keys, dropping them into my palm. He gave me a stern stare. “No texting and driving, don’t play your music too loud, and never drink and drive.” I couldn’t hold in my chuckle. “I do so solemnly swear.” Beckett pulled me in for a hug, his lips pressing against the top of my head. “Just remember, precious cargo.”
