Her eyes widened at my admission. “You don’t know what you’re getting into,” she muttered, shaking her head. I turned, shifting to sit on my knees and face her fully. “I don’t care,” I said, trying to fuse as much power into my words as I could. “Anything. I would do anything for you. Don’t you know that?” “Kohl—” “No,” I said quickly. “Let me finish. I would stand by your side even if the goal was to watch the world burn. Fuck, I’d hold the kerosene. Please, just let me in. Whatever, whatever it is, I promise to be the one to help you with it.”
