"Look, the point is you'd never have to struggle another day in your life, not one. And this child, it would have every opportunity in the world, no door would be closed."
Biting on her bottom lip, she stood silent for a long second. "I don't know, August."
There was something about that moment, the way she looked at me, the delicate light in her eyes, she was so beautiful. Her voice was firm, but also weak, as if I was slowly working my way through the cracks in her shell.
She's thinking about it, she's really seeing the big picture.
"Look," I said, gripping both her arms and turning her to face me straight on. "If there's one thing I did learn last night, it's that you're the one I want. I don't want to look anymore, I found what I've been searching for in you. So, just think about it, I don't need an answer right this minute."
Her eyes darted between mine, lips parting. And all I could think about was kissing her. I wanted to taste her skin, her tongue, every inch of her body. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair and wrap it around my hand to tug her head back.
I felt primal, wanting to claim her body, marking it as mine. I had never wanted one person in my life so badly. But Ella Day had imprinted herself into my brain. I expected I'd have to go find her, never thinking she would walk into my office on her own.
Yet, here she was, looking up at me with big doe eyes, her mouth begging to be kissed, even if she didn't realize it.
"August—" she started to speak, but I stopped her.
Pressing my finger to her lips, I silenced her. "No more talking, you have a choice to make. Lose everything along side me, or have everything together? It's up to you."