“I want you, Austin. That is not a lie.” “You want to break me—” “Not anymore,” he interrupts me. “I did want that, yes. But it’s no longer enough.” “What does that mean?” I whisper. He pushes his body into me. He tilts my head back, and he lowers his lips to mine. A simple kiss that takes my breath away. This man has taken so much from me already. I’m not sure I have anything else to give. “I want you to want me. I want you to need me.” His eyes search mine. “Because that’s how I feel about you. I’m not the same since I met you. You have bled for me, but I’m starving for you. People say when
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