“I get it.” Jimmy said softly, burying his face in the crook of her neck for a moment. He couldn’t imagine losing her, he’d tried, when Angelina was walking him out, and just the thought had broken his heart. Subconsciously, he squeezed her a little tighter. “I’m going to do whatever it takes to protect you, and our baby. Whatever it takes, okay?” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder with a sigh.
“Of course I’m going to be here for you. And the baby. I wont be my mum. I refuse.” Jimmy pulled away from her slightly. He stared at her, taking her hand. “Listen… I…” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I think you should marry me. Like, for real."