Summer took his hand, blinking. Tears slipped down her face, and she smeared them away with her free hand, though they kept falling. Moving to bury her face against his shoulder, she mumbled, “I thought you had left me. That I had driven you away.”
Isaac shook his head and wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest and kissing her hair. “No, Summer… I wouldn’t leave you like that. And you could never drive me away. I’m so sorry this happened,” he mumbled, petting her hair and sighing. He tilted her chin up and kissed her forehead before hugging her again.
She cuddled deeper into his arms, until he kissed her forehead. She made a half-hearted growl, and propped her chin on his chest. “I need to meet them.”