Nicole leaned over and kissed his shoulder at the place where skin met scar. For a moment he stiffened, and then she felt him relax under her lips.
Are you still feeling the pains? She asked
‘It pulls.’
And that would hurt. Probably nothing compared to the pain he’d endured through his years of operations, but no doubt more than what most people could bear.
She pressed her lips softly to his skin again, thinking about the damage that could be done when things went wrong and about the people she’d met today, the families and the workers who adored their boss, and shook her head on a sigh.
‘What?’ he said, rolling back onto his side, lifting her chin with his hand.
‘I don’t get it,’ she said. ‘After all that happened to you, how can you even stand the thought of fireworks? And yet yo
