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“I have to,” he said. “It’s the only way I can be sure that you’ll be safe. That the baby will be safe.”
“And when this is over?” she asked. “If you survive, where do we go then?”
It was clear that he hadn’t really thought that far ahead, and the question took him by surprise. “I don’t understand,” he said.
“I mean, what do we do after? Are you going to get a real job? I mean a legitimate job. Are you going to settle down and get out of the game? That won’t happen if you’re working at the harbor.”
He sat up in bed, and looked down at her. “I don’t know,” he said. “I’ve always been a hustler. I’ll always be yours, though.”
“That’s it?” she asked. “That’s all you can promise? You can’t at least sit there and tell me that you’ll try to get out, that you’ll try to make a normal life for me and our baby?”
He thought about that for a moment. “No,” he said at last. “I can’t tell you that. The reality is that I like the life. I like the risk and I like the excitement. It’s a part of who I am.”
“Good,” she said.
“Good?”
“Yeah, good.” She could see the confusion on his face. “I’d rather have you be honest with me,” she told him. “Maybe I’ve got too much of my mother and my father in me, but I like the excitement, too. It’s just as much a part of me as it is of you.”
“Even after the past few days?” he asked.
“The past few days were awful,” she admitted. “I was afraid for my own life and the baby’s life. I knew if I made it through that and the baby survived, this was meant to be. Besides, how many girls get to have the man of their dreams come to their rescue the way you did? I’ve never wanted to change you. I just need to know that you’re not walking away from me.”
He leaned over and kissed her, passionately. “I’ll never walk away from you,” he said. “Like I said, I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She hugged him tightly.
FIFTY-SIX
Sunday, February 10