She loved to see him smile. It reassured her that everything was going to be ok. That smile looked good on him and she wished he did it more often.
His hand squeezed hers and she felt herself being pulled towards him. She let it happen, she needed this, she knew that much. When his arms went around her, her own arms wrapped themselves around his waist and she just held onto him like her life depended on it. She buried her face against his chest and squeezed him and just let herself fall into the moment.
"I'm not going anywhere," she whispered softly.
She felt his lips against the top of her head. Smiling at that, she looked up a bit and planted a kiss on his cheek.