“I couldn't take care of her Lilith, no matter how hard I tried. I wasn't enough. And I'm sad, and I'm tired, and I just … I can't go through that again. At least not yet. I'm not ready.” “Cope,” I say, taking a small step forward, feeling my skirt swish around my thighs. “You don't have to take care of me like that.” “All I want to do is take care of you,” he says, eyes half-lidded as he studies me with undisguised desire, want, a surprising amount of affection. “All I want to do is hug you and hold you and make the pain go away. And I'm good at it. But not that good. I can't be the man any
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