“You foolish”—she shoved him once with her hands—“insufferable”—then nudged him again, just over his pounding heart—“infuriating bard!” She pushed him a third time, forcing Jack to take a step back. Fury spun from fear, he realized as he saw tears well up in her eyes. And he would gladly let her pound her fists on his chest if she needed to. She could call him whatever she felt like, because he was with her and that was all that mattered to him.
