“I’m yours,” she breathed, her mouth touching mine with her words. “Whatever you have to do...even if Mildred really does have your-” “I can’t be with her like that,” I growled. “I can’t be with anyone but you. It would fucking kill me, Roxy.” She smiled weakly, reaching up to hold my cheek in her palm as her other hand fisted my shirt over my heart. “You’re mine where it counts, Darius. And I’m yours. Nothing can change that.”
