"You know none of that is ever going to change the way I feel about you, right?"He pulled her chin up with his fingers, forcing her eyes to meet his."I should know that, and part of me does, but there's another part of me that wonders what in the hell you let me keep coming back for. I mean, how many times do I have to leave you, how many times do I have to retreat into myself before you tell me that you're done? I keep waiting for it," she admitted."There aren't enough times, Char. You've been mine since the day we met. I knew you would be mine, no matter what."She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. "Show me," she begged.He flipped them so that he lay on top of her, his arms circling her head, fingers digging into her hair. He wanted to surround her; he wanted her to feel him in every part of her. Inside her body, breathe in his scent; he wanted to be inside her pores. To be a part of her that she carried with her everywhere she went so that she
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