He knew she was the right girl for him. Knew it in his head, his gut, his soul. Knew it in the blood that his heart pumped, in the veins and arteries that decorated his wrists and his cock, in his pulse that thundered when he saw her, in his eyes that fell lidded and heavy at the sight of her naked body in his bed. He knew all of those things and yet … for whatever reason, he wouldn't let himself go to her.
