He wraps me in his arms, holding me close. "When I think what might have happened," he breathes, burying his face in my hair.
"When will you learn that I'm stronger than I look?" I whisper reassuringly into his neck, inhaling his delicious scent. There is nothing better on the planet than being in Christian's arms.
"I know you're strong," Christian muses quietly. He kisses my hair, then to my great disappointment, releases me. Oh?