"I won't tell anyone if that's what you're worried about." My words have no meaning to him. I am the mayor's daughter, and once again, that little fact has screwed up my life. "People do this sort of thing all the time."
He closes his eyes and exhales softly, though his heart is pounding faster than it was a minute ago. I find my grip tightening around him, pressing against all the ridged muscles of his back, waiting for him to reopen his eyes and tell me what he wants from me. I'm not going to beg, even though it’s what I want to do.
With his eyes still closed, his hands lower down my back, and he wraps them around my legs, lifting me up, bringing me to face level. Raine’s hand finds my cheek and his wet lips part.
His nose presses to the side of mine and he whispers, "This scares me, Haven. I just know you're going to get me in trouble."
"And you're going to break my heart," I tell him. I can tell by the look I just saw in his eyes.
“Then, I think we both know what should not happen right now. I don’t want to hurt you, and the best way to avoid that is to release my grip, replace the space between us, and tell you we can’t be more than friends.”
I may be a wealthy girl, but my heart is broken and struggling through poverty.
