“I can’t answer that, Sawyer. Not really. I know that ever since the moment I laid eyes on you, you’ve been all I can think about. I know that I don’t like that you hung out with my brothers. I know that I like you in my car next to me, in my house, in my arms. I like it all. I know that you work for me and that complicates the hell out of things, but the way you make me feel when I’m with you….”
