‘I can’t just leave,’ she said. ‘For once, put yourself first, Annabelle. What do you want to do.’ She pulled back a little, finding his gaze. Her eyes were a bright, beautiful blue as she studied him. She wanted to say yes. He could tell. But she was holding back again, not wanting to make another mistake with him. But this time wouldn’t be a mistake. He was sure of that, too. ‘What do you want?’ he asked again, holding his breath. Praying for the answer that got them the hell out of here. ‘You,’
