“Regrets are a waste of time, aren’t they?” “Damn right they are,” he agreed. I exhaled slowly and then nodded. “Would you kill him for me? If I asked?” “Without hesitation. Say the word and I’ll be the one to put a bullet in his head.” “Mia said you’d kill for me because you love me.” “I would kill for you. And I do love you.” “I don’t know if that’s enough,” I admitted quietly. His expression was bleak. “It’s all I’ve got.”
