“Do you know what I thought about after they took you away?” “No.” “I thought about all the opportunities I allowed to pass without showing you what you mean to me. I’m not going to make that mistake anymore.” “You’re not?” I rest my forehead to his lips. He murmurs against my skin. “No, I’m not.” He moves; his nose skims down against mine in an intimate caress. “I can’t ever feel that way again.” “What way?” “The way I felt when I thought you were gone forever,” he answers harshly. “I’ll do whatever I have to do so that never happens again.” He kisses me. When he stops, I feel needy, burning
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