Killian let out a long, grounding breath, the tension in his shoulders finally beginning to bleed away as Jayce disappeared from view. He didn't say a word; he simply pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her so tightly that the rest of the city seemed to fade into the background.
"I've got you," he murmured into her hair, his heart still thudding with a protective rhythm against her ear.
Raya leaned into him, closing her eyes and letting the familiar scent of his cologne and the solid strength of his embrace settle her nerves. Despite the coldness of the encounter, being in his arms felt like the safest place on earth.
"You're right," Killian said after a moment, his voice softening. "He isn't worth the effort of a swing. But the second he looked at you like you owed him
