“I need you,” I pant, pulling away from her lips. Pride is no longer a concern when it comes to my love for this woman. Her eyes search my face before they land on mine. “Whatever you want, Cole. I’m yours.” I hate how willingly she gives herself to me. I’ve made this gorgeous woman bleed for me, and she forgives me. Just like that. See, I told you love equals madness. Because she is just as mad as I am.
...
