“I came to see you. To be around you. Because if I didn’t find you—and I wasn’t going to let that be an option—I was going to fucking lose it.” He reached forward, his fingers getting dangerously close to my ankle, but when he was a hair away from touching it, he stopped. “You’re consuming my mind. I can’t get you out of my thoughts.” He paused, the intensity in his eyes multiplying. “I want you.”
