It was far to easy to smile when he was so close. She never felt unsafe, but at the moment she felt secure in everything. Wrapped in his arms it was as if they were the only two on the whole island.
"Things? What sort of things?" She asked lightly, unwilling to leave his embrace just yet. His love a balm over wounds she had not known were there. Soothing aches that had lay hidden until he had repaired them.