“I want you, Ryder… God, I want you so fucking much; it’s eating me away inside. Why does it have to be you I can’t get out of my head? Why is it you I think about first thing when I wake up and last thing before I go to sleep?” He tugged my hips close to his, and we both trembled. “Why is it you who makes me feel alive in ways I didn’t know were possible? The one person I can never have.”
