Breathe With Me (Playing For Keeps #5)

by Becka Mack

“If I haven’t already made it abundantly clear, I’m fucking crazy about you, firefly.” “It’s been six days,” I croak. “I know. And I know that scares you. Scares me too, because I know this feeling is only gonna grow. Keeps me up at night, just staring at you, because suddenly it feels like my world is centered around a single person, and I am terrified that without you … everything collapses.” Truthfully, I’ve been fed a lot of lines before, ones that sound just like this. But with Emmett…there isn’t a single part of me that doesn’t believe him. Even if it’s scary. “I don’t want you to go away,” I admit, burying the fear in his neck when he loosens his grip on my wrists, letting me cling to him. “I like having you here, and I can’t fight off the girls when you’re somewhere else.” “Baby, you don’t need to fight off anyone.” “But I can. I can take them, all of them. At the same time. I’ll do it, I swear.”