“I’m going away to Texas or maybe Alabama this summer.” “Establishing the rules, are you?” he drawled, though his voice was thick and tinged with nerves. I swallowed hard. “Nothing’s changed. Nothing can change.” “I told you,” Holden said, in front of me now. “I’ll never ask you for anything. I don’t have anything to give. Except this.” I wanted to tell him that wasn’t true, that I was the one who had nothing to offer. I shouldn’t have led us here. I should walk out, but his goddamn voice, the scent of him, his presence was overwhelming.
