“I’m not a nice man, baby. When Ryan is here, it’s possible there will be little reminders of that—of who I am. I need to know you won’t run away again.” I frowned. “What?” “I’m not mean Benji around you but that doesn't mean he doesn’t exist.” Forehead to mine, fingertips slipping across my freckles, his eyes seared, and there was something there I recognized. Desperation. “You are safe here, Toby, I swear with every goddamn inch of me no harm will come to you.”
