Chapter Twenty One

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Philip's POV

He's alive!

He's alive and mine! I smile and bury my face deeper into his neck.  His arms hug tighter and head lays on my shoulder. We've been whispering comforting things into eachothers ears all morning, afternoon, and night.

Dad and Pop's went for dinner to talk about the recent events with Uncle Laf and Uncle Herc. I wasn't nervous.  Okay maybe a little bit, what were they talking about?

"You've got that worried look on your face sugar." George hums into my hair and runs a hand through it. He presses a soft kiss behind my ear and trails it down my jaw and neck happily. " What's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing." I shake my head and return the kisses happily.  I hug him tighter and bury my face into the crook of his neck."I'm perfectly fine."

"Philip.  Don't lie to me. I know that look." He sighs and tilts his head slightly.

"I'm just thinking about what's happened inthe last few days. " He rubs his thumb over his cheek and clicks his tounge.

"It's okay. It'll be okay." He assures softly.

"They're going to tell everyone that I killed a person and I'll be outlawed."

"Philip, they'll have to go through me first." I smile and kiss his cheek happily. He relaxes." And Im here to protect you."

"Why do you still love me?" I look at him and he runs a hand throughmy hair. He frowns and chews on his lip.

"Because you're you? You're Philip.  And I like you." He says softly and pets my hair back slowly." I can't stop loving you.  You made me fall for you and now Im six feet under. I cant stop loving you."

"Wow , a real poet." I roll my eyes and  he snorts

"I wasn't trying to." He shrugs and shakes his head." I was just telling you why I love you like you asked."

"Fair enough." I smile and hug him tighter, I bury my face into his neck and press soft kisses there 

His body freezes up and eyes close, he gasps and hands tighten in my hair. I smile at him innocently and trail kisses down his neck.

"Philip..." He warns under his breath puts a hand on my chest

"It's okay..." I purr against his neck and the pressure on my chest falters.

"Alright... alright..." He gives in and lets his hands drop. I hum against his collar bone and shift into his lap. I feel his breath hitch in his chest and he kisses my neck.

A few minutes later he shakes his head and pushes me off. His eyes are blown and we're both panting for breath.  He looks nervous and bites his lip.

"No. No not now, not so soon." He sits up and throws his legs over the side of the bed.

"George..." I whine and grab his hand, I place gentle kisses to his knuckles and give puppy eyes to him." Please?"

"No. I-I'm sorry.." He puts his hands over mine." I cant.."

"Please? I really want it.." I plead. He shakes his head and hugs.

"Not now." He sighs.

"Fine.,

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