“Okay?” He raised a brow. “Does that mean… what? What does that mean?” “It means whatever you want it to, Luka. I’m here, and if that’s all you need, if that’s enough, it’s enough for me too.” “It has to be enough.” Nodding, I breathed through the growing discomfort in my stomach. “Then I can respect that. I shouldn’t have kissed you. I shouldn’t have assumed that’s what you wanted.” “Rook,” he said my name with so much regret it was hard to look at him. “I’m sorry.”
