“Sabrina, the truth is, I love you.I am in love with you,” I say, the words spilling out before I can stop them.“I tried not to fall.But I failed at that too.”
She laughs then.It’s brief, but sweet.So damn sweet.
“I’m done pretending I don’t have real feelings for you.And I don’t care how messy or terrifying it is—I love you.I want you.I choose you.And I hope like Hell, you choose me back.”
Silence stretches.
I brace myself for her to pull away.To tell me to leave.
Instead, she exhales shakily.
“I’m really tired, Theo.”
“I know,” I murmur.“You don’t have to decide anything tonight.I’ll be here when you’re ready.”
“Theo—”
“No, I mean it.I’ll sleep on the floor.I’ll stay in the truck if you want me to.I’ll do anything you say.I’m yours, Angel.All yours.”
She finally looks up at me.Really looks.
“I don’t want you to leave,” she whispers.
My chest caves in on itself.
“Then, I won’t,” I promise.“Not ever again.”
And this time when her fingers curl around mine, I know—whatever comes next, I’ll face it.
With her.
Chapter27
Sabrina
Iknow I shouldn’t cave.
Every rational part of me says take it slow, be careful, protect your heart.But I’m so tired.
And he’s here.
Finally.For real.
And he’s been honest with me.
So now it’s my turn to be honest with him.
“I don’t want you to leave,” I say softly.
“Then I won’t,” he replies.“Not ever again.”
And for the first time in days, I can breathe.
I lift my eyes to his and see something there that makes my whole body ache—depth, devotion, desire.All glittering in the stormy dark of his gaze, focused entirely on me.
“And I don’t want you to sleep in your truck,” I murmur, voice barely above a whisper.“Or on the floor.”
His brow arches.“No?”
