If that’s something you need, I don’t want you to ever think you can’t tell me. Okay?” “If you agree to do the same.” She held out her hand. “Spit oath.” He grimaced. “Without the spit,” she added with a grin. He cupped her cheek with his hand. “Oh, I have a better way of sharing spit.” She giggled. “Sheesh, that was terrible,” he groaned. “It sounded so much better in my head.”
