“Barrett, do you trust me?” I hold onto her wrists. “Of course. It’s not about that.” “Isn’t it? I got on a plane not knowing where I was going, because I knew if I was with you, it would be okay.” She looks around. “And it’s better than okay. I get it. You’re scared, and you might freak out, but if you trust me then you know that you’ll be okay because I’ll be with you.” I look into Chloe’s eyes and I know that I’m falling for her.
