“You’re going to be okay, baby. It’s going to feel like a lot, like you’re going to come apart, but you can trust me. It will be good. If not, we never have to do this again, okay? I’m right here with you.” His fist tightened in her hair. “Do you promise?” Moisture glittered in those pretty hazel eyes. Her smile softened. “Yes, Cal. I promise.”
