We are meant to be. You’re my counterpart. You are the balm to my broken soul, and though you hate it, you know I am the only man you want. When I kiss you, your knees weaken. When we’re alone, your eyes linger.” He stood, closing the distance between us, leaning over the bed. “Whatever it is you need to forgive me and stay, speak it, and it is yours. There’s not a single mountain I won’t climb.”
