Don’t think I’ve changed, Austin. Because I haven’t. And I won’t.” I tilt my head back to look up at him. My heart pounds in my chest. “Are you saying I should be afraid?” He leans his head down and whispers into my ear, his hand still splayed across my back, holding me in place. “You should be terrified, sweetheart.” My breath hitches. “Because I’m gonna get what I want.” “Which is?” I can’t help but ask. “Everything you have to give.”
