Dark strands of hair rose as Tyler peeled his face off of her chest to look up at her.
“Of course I was worried,” he said softly, seriously. He lay his head to the side were the light touching of fingers caused fantastic sensations. “I knew you were going to go through with it. But that was about all I knew.” He let his gaze linger on the fine, porcelain features of her face.
He lowered his face back to her chest. “You’re here, you’re fine…I’m fine. I’m just glad to have you back,” he confessed to her torso.