“It’s not you,” I say quickly. “Well, I don’t know. I guess…” I glance down. “I don’t know how to say it.” “Try,” he whispers. I pull in a breath. I can’t say it. That I’m afraid this isn’t real. That I’m just a game he’ll get bored of as soon as he wins. “I’m afraid.” It’s all I can get out. Cole softly grabs my hand. “I will never hurt you, Jo. Not where it counts.” He reaches out and taps my chest. “Not here.” I stare at the sheets. “Look at me,” Cole demands, his tone harsh. I glance up. Cole’s eyes soften. “I promise I’ll never get tired of you. And if I do, you can stab me with that
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