Chapter 57
Paisley knew she should be sleeping. Mentally and emotionally exhausted after the events of the day, tucked safely in Ty's arms, she should've been completely unconscious. But her brain was going ninety miles an hour, careening from one thing to another like a pinball.
Ty loved her. He loved her. He loved her. It echoed through her head like the most glorious refrain. He wasn't letting her go. He wasn't ending things. She didn't want to do long distance. He wouldn't do as well in the city, and he'd need the continued support of Harrison and Sebastian. She could work anywhere. She wanted to decide all the things, right now, to lock this down so that the warmth of his skin against hers and the feel of his heartbeat beneath her palm was her every night and the mission of making him smile was her every day. No more waiting. No more angsting. But it was too soon for all that. Hours after a kidnapping was not the time to make major life decisions.