Luke used his thumb to wipe away her tears.
“No, Gracie. I want you in my arms. I’ll hold you. I’ll keep you. I’ll make you forget whatever it is you’re running away from.”
“Don’t,” she took a huge breath. “I don’t want to cry. I don’t want you to see me cry.”
“Then stay in my arms, and I’ll make you smile.

Isobelle Cate

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