Instead, I closed the small gap between us and kissed him hard, curling my fingers in his hair. When we finally broke apart, I rested my forehead against his. “I want you to keep telling me, Edin. I want to know you. Everything about you, before we… before I have to go.” I swallowed. “Okay?” Edin was silent for a long moment, but eventually he nodded. “I want to know you too,” he said, deep voice quiet. So I nodded back and closed my eyes, refusing to let go of him until I fell asleep.
