“I told you that first date I was keeping you. I’m here. I’m keeping you. You want to push me away, fine. You want to be Cassie, want to be scared and convince yourself we have nothing, fine. You need me to prove I’m not a piece of shit, that I’m real and I’m yours? I’ll wake every fuckin’ morning just to do that. I’ll wake up and do everything in my power to prove it to you. But what we’re not doing is this. You lying to me, lying to yourself. Telling yourself we’re less than we are.” The look in his eyes… I want to fall. I want to let myself go. I want it. So. Damn. Bad. But I…
