Vincent rode in the carriage with Delaney while Ian remained on horseback. Delaney knew they would need some time to recover after the argument the evening before, but for now, she was just happy they were together again.
They sat side by side and she rested her head on his shoulder. He held her hand in his occasionally wincing when they hit a bump. For the most part however, the sandy roads along the beach were smooth.
"I know it was my fault you did it," he said quietly after a while, "But please don't run away like this again. I couldn't live without you or with the guilt if something happened to you."
"I know," she agreed quietly, "I really didn't mean to run away. I was upset and just sort of left. I never considered staying gone though. I was going to come home."
"Good," he lifted her hand and lightly kissed it, "And I promise I will always come home to you no matter how angry I may be. I will never leave you like that."
