"Actually...I want to be responsible for you. Want to care for you. Thought you understood that." But why, I want to scream. But can't. Because there's only one answer acceptable to me and my heart, and I don't think that's how he'll respond. I chew on my bottom lip and study him. "You're so good, you know that?" He reaches and sweeps a curl out of my face and behind my ear. "I care about you, Kate. So much. You need to trust me, okay? I won't hurt you."
