“I don’t feel brave.” I feel nervous and scared and hopeful, all together in one overwhelming moment. “You’re shaking,” I say as he brushes my hair back from my eyes. “Maybe,” he whispers, his mouth against my forehead. “But it’s been ages since I’ve felt as human as you make me feel. I’ve tried not to want you, but I can’t bring myself to stay away.” “Then don’t,” I whisper.
