“Just so we’re clear, Hallie. This is you pushing me away and not me walking away. Because I’m not fucking walking away. Not now and not ever.” Grabbing my face, he kisses me until my knees feel weak. When he tears his mouth away, he looks pained. “Lane…” He swallows visibly. “It’s not over. I’m never going to be finished with you, Hallie. You want space? Fine, I’ll give you space, but this isn’t about space. It’s about how we work together.” He pauses, his thumb ghosting along my jaw as he cradles me in his hands. “We don’t fit. Not on paper. Not in any way people would expect. But one thing
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