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He wrapped me in his arms and I rested my head on his chest. The sound of his heart beating lulled me into a peaceful calm.
I wasn’t ready to talk about it and I got the sense that he knew that. He didn’t press for answers. He didn’t ask me if I was okay. He didn’t beg me to tell him how he could fix it. It was perfect and everything I needed at that moment. I think we both knew it wasn’t something that could be fixed in the blink of an eye. It wasn’t something that would be alright with one simple action. As much as I wanted to forget the whole thing had even happened, I knew it wasn’t going to that easy.
“Did you talk to my dad?” The question seemed absurd to me but I had to know.
“Yes.” He let out a little chuckle as his hand brushed over my hair in a soothing way.
My hand went to my necklace, rubbing the smooth edges between my fingers. Sketch had brought it to me while I was at the hospital and while I was hesitant to put it on at first, I didn’t want to be without it. It wasn’t something I wore all the time. And I rarely wore it out of the house. It was like a security blanket most times. When I was thinking about my mom or needed some sort of comfort in a lonely time, I’d pull it out and run my fingers over the intricate design. But I wore it now, needing that feeling of her with me.
“And?” I asked after he didn’t say anything else.
“And, it’s all good, baby. Like I told you, there was no need to worry.”
I knew I wasn’t going to get anything more out of him. I’d have to accept his words. It wasn’t like I needed a play-by-play, but I would have liked a little bit more detail as to how the conversation had gone down.
“He’s happy for us Gwen. He gave me his approval,” he whispered in a gruff voice then held me tighter for a fraction of a second.
I smiled against his chest. To know that my dad was on board meant the world to me. In truth, I shouldn’t have doubted it. Knight was the best man I knew besides my dad, and I should have known the old man would have seen that too.
“Stay with me?” I asked as my eyes grew heavy once again.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said then placed a light kiss along my hairline.
