“Remy.” Xiaodan had moved off the bed and toward him halfway through his rant. Her warm hands reached out to take one of his own. “What are you saying?” she asked softly. She knew. They both did. But it was as important to Remy to say it out loud as it was for them to hear it from him. So he said, “I want you. Both of you. I still don’t know why you actually want me back, but I’m here, and I’m all I’ve got.”
