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“Me?” I repeat. “You meanus?”

Her lips tighten. “I think I might stay here,” she says. “I know you asked me to choose you, but choosing you means dragging you into the mess I’ve created. If I stay, I won’t need to steal from anyone anymore. I won’t need to keep running.”

I’m shaking my head before she even finishes the first sentence.

“Absolutely not,” I bark, shooting to my feet. There’s a restless energy buzzing in my bones. My fists clench and unclench, a useless attempt to abate the way my body is beginning to vibrate.

She doesn’t move. Doesn’t look at me. She seems tired in this moment, and I know… I know it has everything to do with me this time.

“You want to keep me because you hate me. I get it,” she says quietly. Emotionlessly. “You want to punish me because I remind you of your mother. But please, just give me this. Give me freedom.”

“This isn’t freedom,” I argue. “This is just as much a prison and one that could get you killed.”

She shrugs. “So what if it does?”

I glower, my fury growing hotter.

“Don’t do that. Don’t suddenly give up when—”

“Didn’t I already tell you? I’m a coward, and I run. If you care about me at all, Enzo, you will let me stay here. Bringing me back to Port Valen… you’re asking me to either go to a real prison or go back to stealing.”

I’ll take care of you.

The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t voice them. We hardly know each other, and we’ve spent most of our time together fucking, fighting, or just trying to survive. We have little trust in one other, and fuck, she’s a goddamn fugitive. I don’t see how a future could possibly work between us. Yet, the thought of leaving her behind is enough to send me into a blind rage. The thought of going back to Port Valen alone… without her—it’s unfathomable.

“And anyway,” she continues before I can respond, feigning a lightness in her tone that I know she doesn’t feel. “I think Sylvester wants me to stay.”

“Because he’s a goddamncreep,” I snap heatedly.

“He is,” she agrees, nodding her head.

And that’s it. That’s all she has to say.

I shake my head, mind-blown that she isn’t scared of him like she should be.

That’s when her gaze finally flits to me. She forces a smile—a weak one—in an attempt to placate me.

“Don’t worry, I’m used to living with a creep. I know how to handle them.”

“That’s the problem,bella,” I say, giving in to my baser instincts and climbing onto the bed next to her. Her eyes round at the corners, but it only makes me want to crawl closer. I lie down next to her, and even though a large part of me is angry with her, there’s an even bigger part of me that can’t let her go.

“You should have never been put in that position, and you sure as fuck should never have to get used to someone so fucking vile.”

She blinks, her eyes glassy. Tipping her chin down, she mutters, “What do you expect me to do? I don’t have any other choice.”

I close my eyes, and even though I’m giving in to her, it doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would.

“I’m going to protect you, Sawyer,” I promise her. Her eyes shoot back to mine, once more widening with surprise.

“I don’t agree with how you live your life, but that doesn’t mean I don’t understand. You’re not a fucking coward. You’ve been fighting your entire life and deserve rest.”

Her bottom lip trembles and she captures it between her pretty white teeth. Once more, I’m hit with the craving to taste them. It’s not just a want, it’s aneed.

“You can’t let them find me,” she whispers.

“The only one who will ever find you is me, Sawyer. You can hide from everyone else, but you can’t hide from me.”

She stares up at me with bewilderment, struggling to accept what I’m saying. I’m struggling to accept it myself, but it feels right. Even when Sawyer did me wrong, nothing about her ever felt that way.

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