“I love you,” I say. “I’ve got you. You’re mine, and I’ve been waiting for you, so I can wrap you up and never let a damn thing ever hurt you again. Not without going through me first. I know you’re bigger, but I need to take care of you,” I whisper. “I already knew from the nightmares that you had in Fairplay someone hurt you. Now I want to murder that guy Paul, and everybody who was there. But that’s another story. Sorry I said that,” I add. “You’re as good as I thought, Mills,” Ez whispers. Then his body twitches, and he’s asleep.
