He's My Lifeline

7

I sat on the couch, waiting for Buster to arrive home. About five minutes after I called him, he was home.

"Oh god. What happened, what happened, what happened?" He said, wrapping his arms around me.

I couldn't talk so I just cried into his black t-shirt. "Let's sit down." He said, leading me back to the couch.

"Listen. Princess, you really need to tell me what happened." He said, wiping the tears under my eyes.

"My brother died." I said, barely audible.

"Oh baby. I'm so sorry." He pulled me into his chest. I clenched his shirt and tried to hold back tears. "Let's lay down."

He laid us both down on the couch and I had my forehead against his chest. He ran his hands through my hair.

"You're ok baby. It'll be ok." He whispered quietly. "I promise." He said, kissing my temple.

"I love you." I said, choking back a sob.

"I love you too." He said, smiling a bit and wiping the remaining tears away.

"Let's watch something happy." He said, leaning over me and grabbing a remote.

I flipped around on the couch and faced the tv. Buster wrapped his arms around me, brushing his fingertips over the side of my torso.

"That feels really good." I said, causing Buster to chuckle.

"Well then I won't stop." He said, kissing my neck quickly.

I turned around so I was facing him. He kept his hands on my hips and I cupped mine around his face.

"You're so cute." I said, kissing his nose.

"And you're absolutely stunning." He said, rubbing his thumb over the skin right above my eyebrow.

"You're too sweet." I intertwined our fingers.

"I love you." He said and then kisses my softly.

"I love you too." I said after we detached out lips.

How did I get so lucky to have a guy like Buster?