Chapter 50 – To Be True
Despite his sense of self-preservation, he grabbed her fingers. They were slim and callused, conditioned from years of automail repair. She twined them up among his without reserve, offering a smile he could feel through the thick shadows as she edged closer.
"But you didn't, did you?" Warm realization spoke at his cheek. "You came back for me."
A harsh wetness sprang to his eyes. "Of course I did," he blinked it away, glad she couldn't see. "I love you, you gear-head."
Her grin grew. "Then don't give up on me. I'll come around."
He went cold as dread flooded.
