I put my hand on his chest, stopping him. “If you make love to me right now, I might start crying.” A pensive frown took over his face as his eyes searched mine. “Why is that?” Because I don’t deserve you. And you don’t deserve what I brought upon you and your brothers. And it’s taking everything I have to hold the guilt of that back from crushing me. How did I tell someone I loved that their love made my guilt too much to bear?
