“I wanted you. I always wanted you, and I always will.” He kissed me again roughly, but pulled away a breath later. “I’m fucking pissed that you followed me here. It kills me that you put yourself in danger. That you snuck into the prison. That you flew with my brother. But I’m enough of a bastard that despite my anger, I’m relieved.” He brushed his thumb over my cheekbone. “Relieved that you’re here with me, so I’m not alone. That we’re still a team.”
