A pleased sort of humming sound left Jamie's lips as she pressed closer to him and gently rubbed his scalp with her fingers. It was enough of an enjoyment that he couldn't help the faint sigh that left his lips as she responded to his own words. It wasn't what he wanted to hear but it was. It was all so confusing and contradictory but she spoke the truth, at least in regards to him not wanting her to leave.

"You can leave at any time," he said softly, still wanting to make sure she was aware of that, that she'd have an out no matter what, "I'll not force you to do anything you don't want." And that was the truth. He may be portrayed as something of a barbaric heathen with the way he chose to live but he would never stoop so low as to force any woman into his bed, no matter how much he wanted it.

He stood up slowly then, though, arm sliding under her legs as the other wrapped around her back. Cradling her against his chest some, he waited for a response. If she still chose to stay, well, he really hoped there'd be no going back.

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