“‘s fine.” She took his hands and wrapped them around her shoulders, pulling him to lie over her back like a cloak. “Thank you. For letting me do this. For believing that I could.”
He smiles, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “I always believed in you – but is it bad to say I told you so?”
She tipped her head back and tried to kiss the underside of his chin. “How, may I ask, did you tell me so? You’ve spent a great deal of time explaining to me how you don’t want me fighting.”