He kissed her forehead, then her wet eyes.

Pressing his forehead pressed against hers, he whispered huskily.

"I care about you, baby; you know that?"

Beauty nodded, looking down shyly.

"I love you. I'm glad they lost you; else we wouldn't be here now," he whispered, looking directly into her eyes.

"Thank you... for everything," she said, meeting his gaze this time.

Bruno wiped her tears with his thumb as he cupped her face and kissed her again.

"I want this to be perfect for you. I want to be able to make you feel good and different. Tell me how to make you feel better. I will learn and...