I Do (Marriage of Convenience Romance) Page 7
by Amy Faye
He pressed a kiss into her head.
“That’s fine.”
“Promise? You won’t be mad?”
“Promise.”
“Bryce?”
He squeezed her again. Sarah twisted into his chest and started drooling. He seemed to ignore it.
“What?”
“I don’t want you to leave me.”
He let out a long breath and pressed a kiss into her head.
“Then I’m not going to.”
“Good.”
