That was all he'd wanted, the relief flooded his features. His goofy smile was large as he finally brought that free hand up to cup her cheek. "I promise," he said, that Boy Scout honest look on his face. He bent his head to kiss her then, eyes slipping closed. There had been so many dreams where she'd come back and said words very close to what they were talking about now. Dreams were shite compared to the real Scarlett. Nothing and no one compared to her.
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