“Why did you have to go mess around with Jerry?” There was an edge of hysteria to her tone. “If he finds out you had anything to do with it, you’ll be dead, and—” “Because I fucking love you. Okay?” I scrubbed a hand over my jaw, panic winding through me at the abrupt confession. “I love you, and I’m terrified of losing you. I hoped Dizzy would kill his ass because you wouldn’t let me do it, and I can’t lose you.”
