“Funny. But love isn’t causing you these problems.” “How do you know?” I ask. He extends his arms. “I’m sorry, where are all the guys you’ve been dating while I’ve been sleeping in your fucking bed?” “I could be in love with you.” I throw out this line, wondering if he’ll reel me in, but he just gives me a hard stare. “Are you?” he taunts back, not stepping down from this. He puts me on the defensive. I want to say yes. But am I in love with Ryke? How do I know? “I’m not sure.” “Well, be damn fucking sure about this,” Ryke says, “any love that I fucking give will never hurt a woman.” He passes
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