“There are things… I need to work through, Ambrose. And I can’t give myself to you until I take the time to work through them.” He’s quiet for a minute before nodding. “I’m a patient man.” Blood rushes through my ears and I drop my forehead to his chest. “Why?” “Because I love you, Mara.” My eyes fly to his and his smile is sad and hopeful all at once. “Don’t look so surprised.” “Still?” “Always.”
