Her answer was satisfactory. Sighing, he crossed the kitchen to slide his arms around her waist. She leaned her back against his chest, thankful for the reminder that, at least in that moment, she wasn't alone. If she allowed herself to consider her husband as he desired she would, she might not ever have to worry about being alone again. What should've given her the smallest bit of comfort actually terrified her beyond measure. To be fair, a future of any kind was unsettling to her. There were too many possibilities, too many chances for it to all go very wrong.