it’s not about giving anything up, scratch. With you, I’ve… I’ve gained something more than I ever thought I’d have.” I stepped closer, until our chests pressed together, dislodging Edin’s hands when I buried my face in the base of his neck. I slid my hands around him and gripped the flanks of muscle framing his spine. “You’re what I’m not willing to give up.” “Hunter.” Edin’s voice was a low, intimate rasp, throbbing with emotion. A big hand stroked down the back of my head, and I felt warm lips brush the top of my ear. “You do not know what it means for me to hear you say that.”
