"What is it?" The question was soft, more curious than anything else, since he had laid her momentary worries of bad news to rest. It was never questioned that she trusted, loved and knew Jeb would never lie to her, there was never the possibility that she could ever mix him up with the possessive and controlling man she had dated before him. Jeb could not have been more different in personality from Callum if he had tried.
Then again, one of the best things about him was that he did not have to try, it was just who he was.
Sitting up, or at least propped onto one elbow when he had her hands was actually easier than she had expected, as she waited patiently for his answer. Nothing in her expression but contentedness and love for him.