"Afraid not." too loud and indulgent. It wasn't really his style when before becoming a slave.

His eyes trace up her body, landing on her face, the sweep of her hair. He'd never get tired of it. He smiled slowly.

"Maybe a long while. I recall... You said you'd outgrow the twins after this was over. Is this where we run away into the sunset?" he wanted at least a night's rest first.

He stepped into her bubble, took her chin in his fingers. He didn't want to overpower her but he felt like she was brand new. He didn't think he'd keep his promise and here she was.

"Jill I..." his hand coiled around the back of her head and then he was hugging her.