She twisted out of his grasp to place some distance between them.
Fuck!
“But I can’t not worry about that! You’ll be gone again after the wedding and—”
Wait! Did she really not understand what he’d said up on the altar? Apparently she didn’t! He raised a palm to stop her in mid-sentence with knitted brows.
“Who said anything about me leaving after the wedding? Erika, I meant what I said on that altar. I’m never leaving you again. That’s a promise.”
“Wait… You’re staying?”
“Yes! My permanent assignment is to be part of Carol’s BS detail. I’ll be a backup for Rayan, too. Well, I guess I should call them King Rayan and Queen Carol now.”
“Oh, my god! Really? So, I get to see you every day?”
“Every day,” he said, cupping her cheek. “I love you, Erika Jean, and I’m never letting you go ever again. That is my commitment to you.”
She pulled him into her arms.
“And I’m not letting you go either! I love you, too, Quinn.”
The End.