My carefully protected heart starts to crack open, and fear seeps in. I can’t do this. His brows pull together, eyes scanning rapidly between mine. “What’s wrong?” His voice comes like he’s speaking to a scared animal. “I…I have to get ready.” He’s still in front of me and doesn’t move when I try to skirt around him. “Please, let me go.” The plea in my voice startles him, and he steps back so fast his back bangs into the counter.
