watch her as she sleeps, and the warm feeling I get when I look at her that’s been plaguing me for a while now, spreads through my chest. Shit is just uncontrollable. Ax tells me I love her, but I know better. This isn’t love. Love is just a word—this is something more. This is an unadulterated need. I need this woman more than I need air. When this is done, I’m gonna tell her just that, but until then my only mission is to keep her safe.
