Chapter 120

George hummed in contentment. “I’m so lucky I found you.”

“You are, aren’t you?” Bart scooped George up into his arms and whirled them around in circles until they were both dizzy.

George burst into laughter, wrapped his arms around Bart’s neck, and pulled his head down for a final kiss before Bart set him on his feet. George petted Bart’s chest, helped him into his shirt, and buttoned it up. He smiled into Bart’s eyes, stunned to see them shiny with tears.

“Querido?”

“If you hadn’t come back…if I thought those bastards had taken you away from me for good, I’d have let them hang me and be glad.”

“Bart—”

“I hate to think what my life would have been like without you. Don’t ever leave me.”

“I won’t, I promise.” He stood on tiptoe and kissed the tears from Bart’s eyes. “But if I’d come back to find they had hung you, I wouldn’t have left a single one of them alive.”

Bart drew in a shaky breath. “All right, then.”