“I’m sorry,” I breathe again. “Dan—”
“It’s okay,” he assures me. “I know, baby, trust me, I do. I’ve been there myself. Just don’t push me away, please. I’m here for you, you know that.”
I nod against his shoulder, his body so warm against my cheek. “I know.”
“So don’t push me away,” he says again. I fist my hands in the back of his shirt and hug him close. No, I can’t do that, I need him too much to let him go now. With the hint of a smile, he tells me, “Anyone else, that’s fine, but not me, you hear?” I grin and kiss his neck. “And probably not Caitlin,” he adds. “I have a feeling you don’t want to be on her bad side.”
That makes me laugh. “Somehow I don’t think that would be a good thing,” I agree. Now I’m going to have to apologize to her, too. Maybe I can just blow it off, act as if nothing ever happened, but I have a hunch that Caitlin doesn’t play that way.