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At this moment, all I feel is the grip of his hands on my hips. I seem to be numb to everything but the feel of him.
ugh poor A
“W-what? What do you mean you ensured he would never forget what I looked like?” He’s silent for a long moment before murmuring a string of words that have me further gawking. “I made him, and every other man I found, memorize every one of your features. I described the color of your eyes and the length of the lashes lining them. The warmth of your skin, and the specific curl of your hair. Your nose, your lips, your smile. Down to the very scar on your palm from one of my daggers, I made them memorize you. So, yes, he knew exactly who you were and still decided to ignore my threats.”
vast. And it terrifies me. I’ve never been someone’s. And I have no idea how to be. I’m so scared of doing it wrong, that I’m considering not doing it at all.
pretty much it feels this way, at least when it comes to someone who was deserving
“I’m tripping into you, Mak.” His thumb brushes across my cheek. “Tripping into me?” I nod, breath shaky. “I don’t fall for someone. I trip uncontrollably toward them before inevitably hitting the ground.”
what the hell is falling in love after this ),:
