“I can’t—” I stopped. I can’t what? Want her, need her, be completely enthralled by her? But I didn’t even care anymore. “I can’t let you go, baby,” I said, and it was the truth, the whole truth. Mine. She was mine. “I’m not going to leave, Matthew. I—I want this.” She shut her eyes, and I brushed back a piece of hair from her face. “Good. Because I want you. I just want to make sure you’re ready… because I just can’t bear to be without my girl.”
