Jules' pov
I watched as he blinked once, dark eyes zeroing in on me even more. I couldn't breath, I was too nervous because of any wrong move and I'd slip out of the hold he currently had on my wrist.
I followed his line of sight and realized he was staring at the side of my throat, at the two marks he had given me.
"Bunny?" He repeated again, slowly and unsure and I almost sobbed from relief as a burst of emotions engulf me.
"Yes, Blaze. It's me! I- I can't believe you'd want to throw me down this- down this…" I was choked up with so much emotions that I ended up trailing off, but then Blaze hurled me up in the next moment, pulling on my wrist till I was falling against his chest.
A sob bubbled in my throat as his large hands slid around my face.
"You're… not dead?" He whispered and I shook my head firmly as my hands curled around his wrists.
"I'm not, because you caught me after I fell." I explained as I kept staring up at him.
