“No, Skylar.” His eyes snap up to mine. “It’s almost like I love you.” I hiss in a harsh inhale. He couldn’t breathe while I was gone, and I can’t breathe right now. “Almost?” My voice shakes. “There’s no almost. No question, no doubt in my mind. I love you, Skylar Stone. I think I fell that day on a backroad. The first moment I laid eyes on you.”
