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“Yes, but look at the way he protects you.” My eyebrows lower, because I hadn’t realized I was in danger. “What do you mean?” She looks at my little bed, the plain desk. “This room. It doesn’t only keep you inside. It keeps everyone else out. They’d have to go through him to get to you.”
Then he’s by my side, rubbing my back in gentle circles, holding me with a tenderness I wouldn’t have thought possible. “Breathe, baby. Breathe. I’ve got you. I’ve got you for as long as it takes.” Empty nothings. That’s what Mama used to say about words like that. They were just things people say without meaning them, but they don’t feel like nothing. They feel like everything. I’ve got you for as long as it takes.
“No one should have to go through the nightmares alone. If you want to kiss me… or if you want to hurt me… you know where to find me.”
Complete honesty. I don’t think I’m ready for that. He definitely isn’t, no matter what he thinks. There are things floating in my head that would send him running. I’m afraid. Don’t hurt me. I love you.
“Please, Damon.” The words burst out of me, shaming me. There’s no such thing as dignity beneath his mouth and hands and benevolent gaze. “You can leave anytime,” he says, challenge in his tone.
