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Tatum
“Hello?”
“Baby girl,” Murphy responded.
My heart leaped at the sound of my nickname. I was worried I would never hear it come from his lips again.
“Are you okay?” I asked frantically. It had been close to six hours since I had heard from him, and each minute that had passed by made me worry even more.
“I’m good, Tatum. We’re just packing up, and then we’re on the way back.”
“Home,” I whispered.
“Yes, baby girl, I’m coming home to you.”
I closed my eyes, and tears streaked down my cheek. “Home,” I whispered. Greer had told me not to worry, but I couldn’t stop. Hearing Murphy’s voice was the only thing that calmed me.
“Tatum,” he called. His tone was serious, and my eyes snapped open.
“What is it? Did something happen?”
Murphy sighed. “We did what we came to do, but it’s not over. I’ll explain more when I get home, but things aren’t going to go back to normal yet, baby girl. I’m sorry.”
“But they will, right? Whatever happened, you guys can fix it.” I had one hundred percent faith in Murphy and the Banachi family.
“Yes, Tatum. I promised to keep you safe, which hasn’t changed. It’s just going to take a little bit longer until we get to the bottom of everything.”
This was my life.
I signed up for this when I fell in love with Murphy six years ago.
I knew all the dangers that came with loving him, and all the love and joy ahead of us far outweighed the danger.
“I love you, Murphy Banks, and whatever is to come, I’m ready for it.”
He sighed softly. “God dammit, Tatum. My heart claimed you all those years ago, and all that’s changed is I love you more today than I did yesterday.”
“Come home to me, Murphy.”