I laughed and tossed my shirt at him.
He caught it before it covered his head. “A striptease to celebrate the health of our family?”
“Well, it can turn into that if you want. But I need to show you something first.” I unhooked my bra and pulled it off.
His eyes were glued to my breasts.
“James.” I waved my hand in front of his face. “I’m trying to show you something.” I pointed to the bandage on the side of my ribcage. I tried not to wince as I pulled it off.
I watched his eyes scan the words. And the lines of an EKG machine. And the date that we first met.
“My heart beats for you,” he said slowly.
I couldn’t read his expression at all. “The one you got was the most romantic thing in the world. I know I couldn’t compete with you writing, ‘my life began the day I met you,’ on the sid
