Page 78 of The One Who Won’t Get Away
And he wasn’t just talking about the scars visible on my skin.Had he really seen that much even then?Obviously, an FBI agent would figure out more than most, but I hadn’t thought he’d known that much.
“It was a one night stand,” I reminded myself.“I was always good for that.”
Nick’s fingers flexed on my hip.“I’m considering transferring to New York.”
My eyes rounded in shock.“Not because of me.”Obviously, not because of me.Like it even needed to be said.
“Because of you,” he said in a flat, matter-of-fact tone.
“You can’t.I’m just.”I flapped my hand as if I thought that would explain everything going on in my head.
Somehow, he seemed to understand what the gesture meant.“Not good enough for me?”
I nodded.The same ugly feeling crawled into my head, threatening to drown me.
“Do you think I’m too dumb to think for myself?”Nick asked, shocking me out of my spiraling thoughts.
“No.Of course not.”What the hell?
“I think you’re perfect for me,” he said, his hand pulling me closer.“If you don’t want me, if you don’t think I’m good enough for you, then I’ll back off, but don’t push me away based on what you think I should want, because I can decide for myself.”
I opened my mouth but nothing came out.
“Do you want me?”Nick pressed.
I nodded.Of course I wanted him.Who wouldn’t want him?
“New York has good public transportation, and since you have a problem with cars, I figured it’d be better for you to stay here.Besides, your sisters are here, and I doubt you’d want to leave them.I’d have no problem transferring.”
Holy shit, he sounded like he had been thinking about it a lot.
Something warm started to spread through my chest: a mixture of hope, happiness, and something else, something I was too scared to name.
“What about your life in Philly?"
He shrugged.“Philly is just a place I could work to lock up more assholes and save lives, but I can do it here, too.”
Right.He had told me his parents lived near Pittsburg, so he’d be away from them either way.He probably had friends in Philly, but he had friends here, too.
“I do need a new roommate,” I said cautiously, still not fully believing he’d do it.
“Not anymore.”
