There was so much to say, and Soren didn't know if he knew how to say any of it. He pulled her closer, letting his lips rest on her neck. He could feel her pulse, just barely, and it made him smile for the first time since Cass had left.
"We all thought you needed your space. You're my gypsy girl, you're my wild vagabond. Pretty, if you want to roam, I want you to roam. I don't want to stand in your way, not now, not ever. I missed you, though. I always miss you. I always knew where you were - maybe not the way I do with Cass, but I make an effort to know where you are. Ask Judah. I check." He pulled her into his lap, wanting to be as close to her as possible. "Sable, I make enough money for us to get by. Cass has a lot of money left to him by the pirates, and he's working on getting things patented. Anything you make is just icing on the cake - Pappa would never let any of us go hungry, much less Bill and Jack." He kissed her lightly, tipping her chin back to meet her eyes. "You don't have to worry anymore. I know that probably scares you."