Ray nearly sunk to the ground in relief, but stopped himself by arching an eyebrow and firing back. "And here I thought you loved me for my mama's buttermilk biscuits," He sassed right back.

Ray melted into Leo's arms effortlessly, not even worried about where they were or what they had just been through. Being in Leo's arms was like coming home. There was no place he would rather be.

Ray pulls back slightly, but not far though. He can still feel Leo's breath on his face. "I am not losing you again. Do you hear me?"