He hung his head, his forehead resting against hers as she wrapped her arms around him. Greg clung to her and his voice quivered as he spoke. "What you're asking from me is impossible. I want you to be my partner, but to know that you might get hurt ... I can't."
"But I would rather be injured and heal tomorrow than lose you today. You need to learn to trust me."
Greg's hands slid up her back. "I do trust you. It's never been a case of me not trusting you. It's been a case of wanting more for you, of caring for you, and worrying about you. That is my love for you." He pulled her closer. "But I do trust you, I've always trusted you."
"Then if you trust me, let me be with you, please. We will be better together than apart. You need to realize I can take care of myself. You need to have
