“Need a hand, Princess?”
His gaze casts over the paper-strewn floor. Always so selfless.
“No,” I manage. “I don’t need a hand, Lawson. I need?—”
I scrunch my face up as the emotion commandeers my ability to speak, running all the logical thoughts I had from my mind.
He closes the distance between us. “Tell me.”
His knuckles brush over my cheek, and my eyes fall shut at his warmth. His touch.
Oh god, I missed him so fucking much.
“I ain’t askin’, darlin’.”
I huff a breathy laugh and open my eyes at the phrase his father uses. It suits him. It’s evidence of the man he is. The family he comes from. The devotion he has to his family. To the people he loves.
“What if I can’t?” I whisper.
“Then I’ll wait until you figure it out.”
“What if it takes months?”
My chest caves when a small smile pops up on one corner of his mouth. “Even if it takes us years.”
“Us?”
“Yes ma’am.”
I huff out a sob, my palm landing over his heart. His big damn heart...
“In that case, I have something for you.” I break away and pad to my desk, rummaging through the drawers before I find what I’m looking for.
I return to Lawson. He’s where I left him, as I left him. As if proving the point on his patience.
I swallow and hold the hard glass object in my hands.
Before I can get a word out, his hands fold over mine.
“I know I can trust you, Cowboy.” My words are soft but steady. “It’s going to take me a little time to get used to being one-half of somethin?—”
His forehead drops to my own. “Something this incredible.”
“Yeah, that. But . . . I’m scared.”
“If it’s your heart you’re worried about, baby, don’t be. I keep my promises.”
“I know, I’m not. It’s yours I can’t trust myself with. But I’m willing to try for real, if you are.”
He breaks away a little and opens my hands, the pink glass heart sitting in my palms. “So, this is my heart?”
I nod, but that’s not quite right, either. “It’s ours.”
And right now, it sits in my hands, now cradled inside his.
“It’s perfect, Princess.”
“My part is the fragility of it, but the shine, also. That I can give you.”