Right now, her face radiated love and happiness, something he had seen on her, but not as soft or real as it was now. As his hands roamed her delicious body he felt a tug in his heart. What was it about this gorgeous waif that made his heart sing and feel things he thought he would never feel? He didn't know how she got to him, but he liked the feeling.
Patrick sat on the bed and watched Penny soften in her sleep, but occasionally a tremor would ripple through her body. He knew he was falling in love with her, but he had work to do and he had to keep her safe until she was truly free. He gently leaned over and kissed her belly and then stood to leave. His eyes took in one last look before he covered her with the duvet, turned out the lights and left to do battle with the slavers.
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