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“I haven’t let another man touch me in all these years. I can’t just switch on that sexual part like turning a key on a door. I’ve shut down that part of me for a long time.”

“So have I. Waiting for you stole my interest in anyone else.”

Talon’s expression is tricky to read out here in the dark. I take her by the wrist and tug her up to the porch where I can see her better. She considers breaking free and running. Cold panic rushes off her. But I know she isn’t in any danger, so I don’t care much about all this fear she’s nursing.

I cup her beautiful face and admire the woman I’ve already claimed in my head and heart.

“Do you think I’m going to fuck you rough?” I ask, holding her jaw still.

Talon realizes she can’t run or hide anymore. I’m no longer safely locked away, speaking to her through a phone. She’s got to own up to what she wants now.

“I know you’ll be rough,” she says.

“Because I’m an asshole?”

“Yes.”

“Then, how come you waited all these years for me to fuck you?”

Talon gets a look I used to see on her face a lot when her mind returned to Betty Boop’s death. As if she can’t breathe right and the pressure is too much.

“I love you,” she finally says.

“Why?”

“I don’t know.”

“That’s not a good answer.”

“I don’t know any other answer. I’ve wanted you for so long that I don’t remember why.”

“How come you didn’t just fuck one of these other guys to see if you could stop wanting me?”

“I don’t want them, and I can’t be casual about sex.”

“But you want me?”

“Yes.”

“But you don’t know why.”

“Wanting you feels right in a way it doesn’t with anyone else.”

“Maybe your crush got twisted up in your head,” I say and tap her temple. “You got stars in your eyes and wanted someone no one else could really have.”

Talon narrows her eyes, trying to use her temper to protect her heart. “I’m not a child with a crush.”

“No, not now, but you woke up from that coma and learned I was locked up because of you. That’s a lot of guilt. You think you need to repay me. Is that what this has been?”

“No.”

“You don’t know.”

“I know I love you.”

“I’m like family, Talon. You love me because of that.”

Stepping back and pushing away my hands, Talon insists, “No, I love you because you’re you. I don’t feel this way about anyone else.”

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