“But this isn’t just some relationship…” She nods. “I know. I get it. It’s Lincoln.” She purses her lips. “You have to fight for it. Let all those feelings you’ve had for three years out, and let him in. Trust me, he’s not going to go anywhere. You guys have something. I see it—hell, I feel it. There’s an energy between you guys that is palpable. It makes me excited and so damn happy for you and hopeful and jealous because I want that. I want someone who looks at me like he’d part the sea and knock down mountains if he had to—the way Lincoln looks at you.”
