Then I’m desperate. Desperate with longing. Desperate for her. I know there’s a clock ticking down the days until this thing between us will end, because men like me don’t get the fairy tale.
And women like her deserve a white knight, not a monster.
Not the dragon the knight is sworn to slay.
“What? White knights and dragons? What are you saying?”
Fuck. I’m delirious. I’m talking out loud.
“Nothing,” I murmur, taking her face in my hands. “Only that you’re mine. Don’t ever forget that. No matter what happens, you’re mine.”
She gazes into my eyes with her heart shining through hers, her lips wet with my kisses.
“You’re different,” she whispers. “What’s happened?”
I don’t bother hiding or denying this time. I let it all go and tell her the truth.
“I decided to give in to the addicti
