"You want to have someone back home to think about. To write to. To call." "No, Kate, I don't want someone. I want you back home. I want to write and call and think about you." He does? Then why doesn't he say the L-word? Why can't I? It's as if we're both afraid to voice our true feelings. I swallow a few times, trying to rid the lump from my throat. Damien grabs my hand and gives my fingers another kiss.
