I have a ninja sitting shotgun. Of course, I’m tense.
And everytime you die, a little piece of me dies with you.
And I am your guardian, your bodyguard, sworn to protect and defend you. And you are making my job excruciatingly difficult.
The brave may not live forever, but the cautious never live at all.
His fingers traced the curve of my shoulder softly, as his gaze fell. I gasped sharply. If he tried to kiss me, I’d slap the crap out of him. Bond or no bond.
I don’t want to die and come back and not remember your face, Will. I don’t want to spend another lifetime not knowing who you are!
No, I haven’t heard that, but I’ll keep it in mind. Thanks for the proverbial insight, my stalker friend.
I knew I had to live. I had to be there when you came back. You died alone, but I wouldn’t let you come back alone.
Will, I’m in love with you. You’re the only one who understands what I go through every day, the only one I can share this world with.