“I have to take care of myself.” Because I would leave. I would leave because this fear promised I could never stay. Tonight was a horrible reminder of that. I’d made myself vulnerable. Exposed. And still, I was right here, wanting to let him hold that broken part of myself. Jud brushed away the tears on my face. “It seems to me we’re taking care of each other.” My head shook, unable to form a response. “Magic, sweet enchantress. What you’re doing to me. The way you’re wrecking me, heart and mind.” His arm curled around my waist. “I have you.”
