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She had shown up and dragged me out of the black hole I’d fallen into, but in doing so, she’d wound up taking my place.
I ran a finger carefully over that tattoo, so tiny compared to mine, and felt how both of us got goose bumps. Noah twitched unconsciously, and I felt something strange, uncomfortable, in the pit of my stomach.
“Or else that knot might not be strong enough to hold you.” What did he know about my tattoo or about how strong I was?
“I’ve been holding back with you… Dammit, you’re stuck in my head, and I can’t stop thinking of you,”
“I’ll take you wherever you want to go,” he said, knitting his brows, as if not even he could believe what he was saying.
“It’s not like I don’t love holding you, Freckles, but if you don’t tell me what happened, I might draw the wrong conclusions, and I’ll wind up pounding the shit out of the wrong guy.”
“Please God tell me you didn’t fuck my other car up, too, and now you’ve come to me because you feel bad about it because I swear, all the kisses in the world won’t help that…”
“I hope you’re not stupid enough to let that asshole put his hands on you.”
Nothing would be as intense as the feelings I had for that girl now sleeping in my home.
“I’d do it all with you, Noah, you know that…but I won’t do anything until the fear disappears from your eyes.”
“I’m in love with her.” Confessing it aloud wasn’t as hard as I’d thought. It was freeing, gratifying, the truth.
