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“I have no idea what that means.” “It means he loves what I give him, not me. He doesn’t even know me. He’ll be head-over-heels for the next girl who meets his needs, trust me. My point is that I couldn’t live with myself if he were to get hurt because of something I did. Or didn’t do. Something related to us.” When he doesn’t answer me, I say, “Please, Declan. It would mean a lot to me.” “Are you this worried about all your exes?” “No. Are you jealous?” “Not of him.” It sounds like he’s hedging the truth. “Of what, then?” After a long moment, he answers reluctantly. “He didn’t have to force you. You chose him.” I can tell he didn’t want to admit that, and it makes my heart ache that he did. I say gently, “You didn’t force me.” “I kidnapped you. I took you against your will.” “Le
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