Chapter 81. Childish Question

CHARLOTTE

“You are my choice,” he whispered into my hair. “Over every other woman in the world. Over everything else in my life. You’re the one I want to come home to, the one I want to hold. Why can’t you see you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me?”

Did he say “come home to”?

My knees gave out, but his arms held me steady.

“I’m sorry,” I choked out, burying my face in his chest. “I’m sorry I keep pushing you away. I’m just so scared.”

He suddenly let go of me and stepped back, running both hands over his hair, looking like a man about to break.

“God, you make me crazy,” he muttered, voice low and hoarse. “I’m standing here, fighting for you, and you still don’t see it. Scared of what?”

He moved back in before I could retreat.

“That I’ll wake up and not want you anymore? That one day I’ll decide you’re not enough? You think I would do such a thing?”

I wanted to say yes…

But hey… he’s still a man.

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