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He let her lead and for a moment nothing mattered except her mouth. Right up until she shifted her hips, grinding against him.

“Robin?” he growled her name and mentally pumped the brakes.

“Fine,” she whispered. “I do feel things for you, which is why this is so damn hard.”

He chuckled. “Not as hard as I am.”

Her laugh was a swift kick to his balls, a memory of better times when her laughter was the music to his day.

Robin’s hands slid down to frame his face. “I’m angry and hurt. Every day I find out something that scares me a little more and I’m alone now.”

“I’m sorry,” he muttered.

“It isn’t fair. You have no right to be the person who hurts me, and the person I want to hold me.”

“I’m the worst.”

“You are.” She sniffled, and he reached up, wiping tears from her cheeks. “So why do I want to be with you?”

“Really good dick?”

“Could you be a little serious?”

“You laughed. I cannot.”

She dropped her head to his shoulder and her body shook with quiet laughter. He didn’t fail to notice she kept holding on to him.

They lapsed into silence. He ran his fingers through her hair and continued to hold her. She didn’t make a move to pick her head up off his shoulder or push him away, so he remained there determined to soak up as much of her presence as he could.

“Harper?”

“Hm?”

“How do I know you’re telling me the truth?”

“You can’t. Not really. That’s why trust is so important.”

“So what do I do?”

He squeezed his eyes shut. “You have to decide to take a risk or not.”

“How much of it was you? The real you?”

“When it was just us? All of it.”

“I can’t tell you I love you.”

“You don’t have to. And for the record, I meant what I said.”

Her eyes widened.

“Just being honest, princess.”

“I… I want to pick up where we left off,” she said.

He squeezed her now while his insides unraveled. This was what he’d wished for but hadn’t dared hope might come to pass.

“You can’t lie to me again,” she said in a hard tone.

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