Ivy
I got into the truck and leaned back against the headrest of the seat, counting until my breathing returned to usual while I could feel Beau’s worried eyes on me. A couple of seconds later I forced my eyes open and turned and smiled at him, noticing the strained lines on his forehead and I instinctively reached a hand to smooth the wrinkles away and he grabbed my wrist and held it to his lips and kissed my knuckles so tenderly that I wanted to fling myself into his arms and bawl uncontrollably.
“You know I will never let anything bad happen to you.” He whispered softly while holding my gaze steady.
I stayed that way for a second before slowly extricating my hand.
“Too late Beau, you already did that 8 years ago.” I tried to say lightheartedly but the words choked in my throat ins
