ATTICUS
I knew I wasn't in any position to be possessive but I still was. It was like I could help myself. Gina made me feel things I never thought I would, she's the only one who's ever made me lose control. I tell myself that I can handle my emotions, that I didn't care what she did, that I didn't feel the fire that threatened to burn me alive when she touched me and when she looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes. It was almost impossible to put a grip on my self control. It was almost as if, she could see me, really see me, like I was stripped before her, bare and vulnerable to her beautiful eye. Vunerable. The thought of me being vulnerable to anyone, made my mouth turn bitter.
And yet here was, staring hopelessly Into her eyes, keeping my grip on her neck, light and loose so I
