‘I’m sure it’ll turn up.’
He makes a noise of inconsequence, pressing his lips to my head. ‘Whatever you need tomorrow, I’m there. At your disposal.’
‘You’ve done enough today.’ I sigh heavily remembering the chaos that awaits me in the morning, or rather later today.
‘I’m a pretty decent PA,’ he says. ‘Just ask Keir. I’ve taken the day off. Best case scenario, you might have need of a handsome tea boy.’
‘But where would I find one at this hour?’ His chest rumbles against mine. ‘I was so scared,’ I whisper in the dark.
‘I know, babe. But she’s gonna be all right.’
‘But she won’t be here forever and that scares me so much. The number of people I love isn’t large, but the people who love me is smaller still.’
‘Shush.’ He can’t fail to have heard the watery quality of my words as he pulls me closer, his arms holding me tight, his hand splayed on my belly as though to remind me of his promises. ‘You are loved,’ he whispers fiercely.
Tears dampen my pillow as I place my hand over his arm.
‘Flynn Phillips, I love you, too.’
