“Because I’m scared by how much I want you.” “Oh.” She gives me a little, crooked smile. “Is there such a thing as wanting someone too much?” “Yes.” I swallow hard. “Why?” “It would be all consuming.” A sharp awareness flashes in her eyes. “Ah.” She inhales and nods. “Can we maybe just have tonight, then?” And before I can stop her—no, we can’t just have one night, I need so much more than that, I need forever—she
