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“Get ready, tiny dancer, because I’m here to stay.”
I can be relentless when it comes to getting what I want. And I don’t just want Amelie Brooks; I’ll go fucking insane without her.
The comment is way too confrontational, but my frustration at his effect on me unleashes a boldness I didn’t know I had. What’s worse? I like the Amelie he brings out. She’s confident and doesn’t take shit from anyone. She’s the me I’ve been too afraid to be.
I’m as helpless as a butterfly trapped in a jar. If the jar was in his hands, would he release me or pluck off my wings as a souvenir? Release doesn’t seem an option for a man like him.
“Sorry to burst your bubble, but that’s not how this works. You chose me. I chose you. We haven’t fucked, but that’s only because I want you to get to know me first. We can skip ahead, though, if it means you start to understand that you’re mine.”
“You have no idea how committed I am. If you did, you’d be the one running.”
“Who are you, Isaac?” I ask quietly. His answer threatens to bring me to my knees. “I’m the man who’s going to keep you safe.”
I meet Isaac’s piercing stare as the elevator doors close between us. His eyes say you’re running again. I know mine are blank, but a tiny voice cries from down deep in my soul. Please, don’t give up on me.
“I watched you for two weeks solid like an addict on a bender after four years of going without. I can’t get enough, and I don’t think I ever will. You give my life meaning.”
“I don’t ever want to know life without you.” He stills, bringing our gazes back together. “Tell me you’ll be my wife. Tell me you’ll be mine forever.”
“Yes,” I breathe. “I’ll be your wife. Yours forever.”
