“No.” It slips out stubborn.
“You have no idea, Drew.
“I can’t. It’s too dangerous.”
He smiles his cocky-ass Jersey smile.
“C’mon, Sonny. You say dangerous like it’s a bad thing.”
I suck in a breath. “Andrew…”
“I’m not Ben.”
His words make me freeze.
He cocks a brow. “Scares you, don't it?
“The thought that I might be the one you could actually fall for."
It lands in the center of my chest,
a dart with his name on it.
Bullseye.
Yes, it fuckin’ scares me.
Because you don’t get it.
I’d never risk hurting you, so why the hell are you so willing to risk hurting me?
Why do you get to be brave with an addiction and system that’s not yours?
You have no idea what you’re asking me to gamble.
No clue what it cost me just to sit here.
I’ve got a hundred reasons not to do this.
And only one reason to say yes—you.
But it’s not worth losing it all in the end.
Which is what will happen.
So there’s only one answer.
I shake my head. “No, Drew.”
His eyes narrow?—
His breath cuts short?—
And then?—
BAM.
The door flies open so hard
