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“I’m fine where I am, too.”

At Jack’s quiet admission, Emmy felt the tightness in her chest loosen a little more. It seemed easier to breathe when he held her. She had no idea why that was but she wouldn’t question it now. Now, she wanted simply to…be.

“Jack?”

“Yeah?”

Beneath her ear she could hear the strong rhythm of his heart. Placing her palm over that steady beat, she moved closer to absorb the warmth seeping into her from his arms. “I’m going to miss you.”

The beat didn’t change, but his voice seemed to drop as he smoothed his hand the length of her ponytail.

“I guess that makes us even.”