“I think we need to get something straight, sunshine. You haven’t known me for long so I’ll give you that concession. But one thing you need to know is I don’t share.” He annunciates the three words I don’t share slowly. I blink up at him. “Okay, well, I won’t ask to have a sip of your coffee this morning.” I know full well that that’s not what he was referring to. “Maybe I wasn’t very clear, so let me try again.” Turning me around so I’m facing him, Zac tilts my chin until our eyes meet before he says, “I will share anything with you; what I will not share, under any circumstances, is you.”
