It scared the s**t out of Ty to say it. No part of him felt like he deserved the gift of another chance with her. He wasn’t at all sure he could do more, but he knew without a doubt he couldn’t do less. If this time with her had showed him anything, it was that he couldn’t do casual with her. He couldn’t be with this woman and not remember what used to be.
She made him want to protect her, to be the one she could turn to. He wanted to be the one to take that fear away for her. With every part of his battered, battle-scarred soul, he wanted to earn her love again because it was the color, the joy he’d been missing for half his life, and he was more afraid of having to learn how to do without it again than he was of not trying at all.
Throughout the past few weeks, she’d slipped in and out
