“I’m afraid she won’t love me.” “What?” I tighten my hold on his cheeks and shake his head slightly. “Of course she’ll love you, baby. You’re her dad.” Salvatore’s eyes open and even though he doesn’t say anything, I see worry deep inside his amber depths. “She will love you,” I say again and press my lips to his. “She’ll fucking adore you. Like I do.” “You promise?” he whispers into my mouth. “I promise.”
