Page 145 of Rest In Pieces

“I think your new president’s a closet romantic.”

G chuckles. “I think you might be right about that.”

“G?” Exhaustion tugs at me, begging me to close my eyes and rest.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I love you.”

“Amity? Are you doing okay?” He doesn’t bother to hide the worry in his voice.

“I think so. I’m just so tired, and I needed you to know. It’s important.”

“Shit, Amity. Keep those eyes open for me, baby. I’m almost there.”

“You are?”

“Yep, look up.”

“I can’t. I’m scared to move.”

“Then you’re just going to have to trust me.”

“I do. I trust you,” I whisper as my eyes close, reminding myself to keep holding on. But a sudden movement beside mejolts me, and my eyes snap open to find G looking at me with tears in his eyes.

“Hey, baby.”

“Hi,” I gasp out through my tears.

He reaches over and wipes them away before kissing my forehead. “I love you too. It’s important you know that,” he tells me with a wink. “Now, how about we get out of here?”

“God, yes. Please.”

He looks from me to the rope I’m holding. “Not sure what the best way to do this is.”

“I need you to make me a promise first.”

“Amity—”

“If I fall, and you can’t hold me without falling too, you let me go. Promise me, G.”

“Fuck no.”

“G, please.”

“You stupid, stupid girl, don’t you get it? I’m not leaving here without you.”

“I’m not quitting, G. I’ll climb beside you and let you help me, but I won’t be your downfall.”

“If you fall, I fall, Amity. We either both make it out of here, or neither of us does.”

Tears stream down my face at the unfairness of it all. We haven’t had enough time. I wasn’t sure what I wanted until I was faced with losing it, and now I know a lifetime with this man will never be enough.

“Then let’s climb because I’m not saying goodbye to you today, G.”

He presses his forehead against mine. “When we get out of here, I’m going to spank your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

“I’m going to hold you to that.”

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