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"Right" I say, fighting back the tears stinging in the back of ain"

E up?"

My skin burns Now he’s being polite, as if we’re distant strangers he’s offering to lend a hand

"No," I choke out The only thing worse than his anger is his detached obligation "I don’t need anything from you! I never did!"

E lint, dark in the shadows "You didn’t"

I flinch again at his blow, and the bitterness in his voice It tears me up inside to hear him sound like this, but why should I be surprised? He was the one who took our love and tore it in two, like I was nothing to hihts and all his whispered proo now, just get in netic, and even through his anger, and the turuilty emotions, I feel the call of his body tolot The sound of a car engine passes in the distance, and then it’s silent again, nothing but shadows, and the faint drift of noise and laughter through the tavern s

I stare at hi so many tiht To be so close to him, and not reach out… Hold hiive in to the temptation

I can see it in his eyes, Emerson feels it too And he was never about the self-control

Before I can react, he’s closing the distance between us in a feerful strides He stops, just inches away, so close, I can feel the heat of his body radiating through his T-shirt

Close enough to touch

But still, I fight it, desperate I clenchtheh that dark hair of his, to feel the soft scratch of his stubble, trace the outline of his jaw I always thought, I could draw his face by heart, but now, so close, I want to discover it all over again

EI’ for him His eyes are hot as he reaches out, and slowly traces the line of h me where his hand brushes hlow in ht in theas Eers slowly traces down ainst ed breath Every nerve inwith need My world shrinks, contracting to just his eyes, and touch, and the low, deep pull in my stoainst ain with the physicality of it, the pure, overwhel but feeling--no light, or world outside, just his body pressing closer toto break away, but I can’t move, I can barely even breathe