“You’re not going to spend another night on the damn ground attempting to get to me, to comfort me. Because I know that’s what you were trying to do.” Sliding in between the sheets, I keep my eyes on his. “I know. I’m—” “Stop apologizing and get in the bed,” I growl, my temper rising. Lifting the sheet, I indicate to the vacant spot beside me. “But—” “I swear to God, River, I need you to listen right now.” My tone is sharp, but I hear the plea in my voice, hoping he does too. “If I need to spend every single night in this bed with you to make sure you don’t end up on the floor, I fucking will.
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