Chapter eight.
"Toby?"
"Yes?"
"Do you regret yesterday?"
Her words were unexpected and he hesitated before answering. In truth, he didn't know what to say. "I only regret making you go through it." He stared at the top of her head resting on his chest and planted a kiss on it tenderly. She looked up at him and smiled.
"I have to do that every day."
"I know." He felt her nestle deeper into his embrace and as he leant in to kiss her, his phone rang. He groaned and reached for it grudgingly. "Toby Zeigler."
"Its Josh."
"Oh."
"There's another picture."
"I'll be right there." He hung up and jumped off the sofa, grabbing his coat.
"What's wrong?" She asked, looking confused.
"I'll ring you later. Don't forget."
"Don't forget what?" She watched him head toward the door.
"How much I love you."