“You once told me I needed to be brave. Who’s a coward now?” I challenged. Growl whirled on me, grabbed me by the shoulders and pressed me against the wall. “I want you. I want you to stay with me because you want to stay. I want you to want me,” he rasped. I exhaled. “I do.” Growl released me. “Do what?” “Want you. Want to stay with you.” Growl stared. “I…I think.” He ran a hand down his face. “I’m no good with words. With emotions. You know that.” “But you could be. Perhaps you just need to try,” I said softly. His eyes filled with resolve. “Not much scares me anymore,” he rumbled. “But
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