Violet
I stared at him, heart pounding in my chest, trying to process what he’d just said.
“But if you want me to…I can take care of you again.”
It was such a simple request, yet nothing about Kylan had ever been simple. Did I want him to? Of course. But before I would make a complete fool of myself, I waited for him to push me off, to tell me he had changed his mind. Only, it never happened.
Still straddling him, I slowly reached up and cupped his face in my hands. My thumbs brushed his cheekbones as I looked into his eyes, filled with sincerity.
“It’s not just want,” I whispered. “I need you. But only if you want this too…not out of pity or obligation.”
I knew I had now given him the power to stop, but I didn’t care. It wasn’t just about me. I didn’t want to force him, I wanted him
