“Like no one at all?” He leans forward, dark eyes flaring with heat. “No.” My mouth hangs open. “You never had any urge to—” “No,” he interjects. “The interest has never been there for anyone but you. You’re the only person I’ll ever have.” He parts my legs open. “Obviously, the same cannot be said for you, but I understand. You didn’t know this was our ending yet.” There’s something in the softness of his voice that makes me uneasy. “And it’s some consolation to know that at least I’ve killed any man who’s ever touched you in this way.”

