“I’ve been a poor man for you,” he broke our kiss by saying. “I see that now. It took me awhile, and I fully admit that I’ve been a little caught up in my fucked-up brain, but I’m seeing it now, Claire.” His tone was charged, his eyes full of urgency. “I’m seeing you, okay? Not that I ever didn’t. But I’m hearing you, baby.” Exhaling a shaky breath, he dropped his head to rest against mine. “From here on out, I will follow you anywhere.” My heart leapt in my chest. “What do you mean?” “I mean it’s yours,” he ground out hoarsely. “Whatever you want from me. It’s yours, Claire.” “You really mean
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