“Not a single woman from my past has ever accepted me, my lifestyle, or the number of hours I put into my job. It’s all I know, all I’ve done since I was nine years old, and I can’t change it. But you appeared in that bar on the day of the marathon, erupting my world like a goddamn windstorm, and never once have you tried to change me or make me into someone I’m not.” He kissed me so gently. “That’s not why I’m good to you, Whitney. That’s why you’re perfect for me.”
