“Every single night is a fight…” he says breathlessly, “every goddamn night since you came here, Ginger.” I have no strength to speak as he continues. “It’s a constant fight for me because all I want to do is leave my room and come to yours.” I shudder as he pulls me even closer. “I stop myself because I know if I start kissing you, we’ll see daylight before I’m done.” “Cole…” I whisper, trying to remember how to breathe. “Today just showed me it is time to stop fucking fighting.”
