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Head on the pillow, I pant as I feel him enter me in one thrust.
My eyes open, wanting to memorize every second. “I love you,” I tell him.
“Say it again.”
“I love you.”
He pushes deeper.
“More,” Sean demands.
“I love you. I love you. I need you. I’m yours!” I say the words with every ounce of my emotion. It’s all true. I love him more than anything. I need him so much, I’m afraid of losing him. I’m his, and I always will be. No matter what happens, that will never change.
His hands frame my face, and his green eyes are pleading. “Stay with me.”
Confliction tears through me so hard that it hurts. My head is at war with my heart. I want to stay. I want him forever. Our life could be so beautiful, but the fear screams at me, telling me not to speak.
I fight for the words . . . the ones that my soul is desperate for me to say. To tell him I’ll stay by his side and we’ll work it out.
He pushes harder, deeper, as though he knows he has to pull it from me. It is the most connected to another person I’ve ever been. It’s like our bodies are talking while our mouths can’t.
Sean entwines our fingers and then stretches so my hand is pinned to the pillow above my head. We’re touching from the tips of our fingers to the edge of our toes. Not a part of me isn’t his right now.
He thrusts again, and I feel him begging for me to give him the answer. He’s fighting for me. For the life we want.
I open my mouth to say it, but nothing comes, and then I feel him fall apart. He yells as he comes, and then I feel him leave me.
Chapter Forty-One
Sean
“Well, this is the last of it,” Devney says as she holds the box in her arms. Austin is in the car, buckled up and ready to return to his house.
“It seems like it.”
She kicks the dirt and releases a heavy sigh. “Will you come by at all?”
I would move the world if I thought it would change things, but it won’t. It is selfish of me to ask her to move to Florida, and I won’t do it. We could try to do it long distance, but we know it won’t work. It’ll be hard enough on her trying to get Austin settled here. I can’t ask her to travel at all, and my schedule is unyielding.
“I’d like to, but I don’t know . . .”
“If we should?”
The break in her voice tears at my soul. “I don’t mean it like that. I just don’t want to make this harder on you.”
“I don’t think that’s possible. This is absolute torture right now.”
“It’s not easy for me either.”
She looks to the car and back to me. “You’re my best friend, Sean. Please tell me that we didn’t destroy twenty years of history in a few months. I can’t . . . I can’t lose you, and you promised I wouldn’t.”
I step toward her, and my hand moves to her cheek so I can caress the soft skin with my thumb. “You will never lose me, but I am going to have to figure out how to stop loving you like this.”
“I don’t know that I ever will,” she admits.
“I might not either.”
A tear trails down her face, and I wipe it away. “Don’t cry, sweetheart. This is the right thing, no matter how much it hurts. You have to think of Austin, and I will always do what is best for you.”
