Chapter 842

As I curled up tighter on the couch, Ernest settled beside me, gently taking my hand. "Hey, feeling a little spooked?"

He hadn't really shared anything too terrifying-just some tales of negotiations he'd been part of and how the other side had tried to test him.

But it reminded me of those undercover cop movies, where the protagonist goes deep into enemy territory and has to prove their loyalty.

"Ernest," I murmured, "Can I have a hug?"

Earlier, I'd been a bit distant, so he was cautious, simply holding my hand, not daring to embrace me.

He scooted closer, and I nestled into his arms, wrapping mine around him tightly.

Ernest rubbed his chin on the top of my head, a familiar gesture that reassured me this was indeed my Ernest, not some impostor like Phipps.

My hand found its way under his shirt, roaming over his skin.

"Licia," Ernest's voice was tense, "I'm not hurt."

He knew what I was checking for, but I wanted to be sure. "Let me see."

he chuckled, his eyes filled with

a little one

Ernest

defined abs greeted my eyes, momentarily knocking the purpose of my

you checking for injuries?" he

crept up my cheeks.

body was free of new injuries, save for some

over his

texture was just

we shared a bed, my hands always rested on

ages since

remained still,

warmer, quietly charged with a sense of

"I was worried you'd forget

of my mind. But seeing him, despite the

up, learned to handle things without swinging between

bit let down? Want me to make up for it?" I teased, poking him

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