Chapter 128. My Love for You (1)

The moment she stepped through the door, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the living room, gently setting her down on the couch before sitting down next to her.

“All I want to do is rip your clothes off and make you feel good. Not hurt you. At least not in a way that you don’t like,” he said, giving her a small grin.

“We can’t pretend the pain isn’t there. We can’t pretend I didn’t run. Push you into the arms of another woman. Keep secrets. Fuck everything up. Break both of our hearts,” she said somberly.

“What do you want me to do, Keira? I’m so damn pissed. Is that what you want to hear? I just want to scream at you. You kept my very identity from me. Didn’t let me help you when it mattered most. I’m not Mary, Keira. I didn’t kill your mother. It’s not my fault that she did,” he said, becoming more and more defensive as he continued on.

“I did what I did to protect you, not because I blame you,” she said softly, taken aback that he thought an