“Yeah. Because I always envisioned a better life for you. One above what we do.” He hesitated, then muttered, “Because of your brother, of course. But none of those things really had true bearing on my fear of giving into my love for you.” “And what kept it from me?” I kept scratching my fingers over his jaw, letting them glide over his lips, my heart pinned to his as I waited for him to completely open up. Shame wrenched through his expression. “This hatred inside me, Raven.”
