“If I could, I would hold you close and never let you go,” he confessed, his forehead dropping to mine. “I would kiss you for the entire island to see. I would take you in the middle of the feckin’ courtyard. But this place is more dangerous than you could ever imagine. The only way to keep you safe is to leave you be,” he said, resignation ringing in each syllable. “But I’m not strong enough to let you go.”
