“Rylee, I mean it. The last thing I want to do is make life harder for you,” he continues. “I’m going to work on proving that to you, but I have to know one thing: if I was staying for good, could you give me another chance?” My traitorous heart screams in elation at the idea, but I smother her with logic. “It was one summer, Colton. Why do we keep torturing ourselves like this?” He sucks in a breath through his teeth, but when he speaks, his voice is even and subdued. “It was more than that, and you know it.”
