“To make me ... sleep?”
“Would you have slept ... without...?”
He leaned over her and kissed her twice. Completely and reachingly.
She burrowed her head between his collar and his neck and whispered:
“Did you...?”
He laid the weight of his head upon hers and she moaned and brought her lips within reach again.
Cub drained them a third time and tucking his head between her breasts said:
“God I need that, darling! I’ve been through hell ... hell ... red hot hell!”
Then he jerked his head up and bored his eyes into hers. His voice was wild and heavy.
“Whatever happens, whatever anybody tells you, whatever comes ... you must promise me, Salscie, that you’ll believe in me ... that you’ll trust me ... and know that I’ve wanted you all my life ... and when all of this works out ... I’m going to ... live with you....”