“It’s never been a question of desire. I wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you, and I’ve wanted you every moment since.” He hesitates, his mouth opening and closing like he just can’t find the right words. “Summer, the only thing more certain than how I feel is the inevitability of me disappointing you.” “You’re wrong,” I say, stupid tears coursing down my cheeks. “You don’t know that. You can’t know that. Life is all about risk. There are never any guarantees—especially not when it comes to love. You’re refusing because you don’t want to hurt me, but the person you’re really hurting is
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