Protect Me Always

"Logan?" I snuggled closer into my boyfriend's chest; memorizing the sound of his breathing had recently become something important now that I knew moments like this alone with him were scarce and far from guaranteed. "Yeah?"
"Why," I shifted to study his honey-brown eyes as I asked my question. "Why does it have to be me?" Logan's expression darkened and I knew I didn't have to explain what I meant. His warm, smoothly muscled arms tightened briefly around me and I felt him bury his face into my hair and his answer was muffled. "I don't know. I don't know why you have to be one of the most protected and potentially dangerous human being on the planet. If I could, I trade places with you. You know I would." "Mhm. I just wished you didn't have to get dragged into this." I could almost see Logan smile in the midnight glow of the stars. "Do you know that I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. Protecting you? Probably the best thing I'll ever do. Besides being your boyfriend." I leaned farther intoLogans scent, evergreen and apple cider. "Logan? Do you promise to protect me? " "Of course." "Always? "Always."