Breathe," he ordered gently. "Once more time. Now, reassure me that's not panic." "Not really. No." "Talk to me, Eva." "I just..." I blurted it out in a rush. "I want you to ask when I can say yes."
Tension gripped his body. He leaned back, his eyes wounded beneath his frown. "You couldn't say yes no?"
I shook my head.
His mouth thinned into a determined line. "Lay out what you need from me to make that happen.

Auteur: Sylvia Day

Breathe," he ordered gently. "Once more time. Now, reassure me that's not panic." "Not really. No." "Talk to me, Eva." "I just..." I blurted it out in a rush. "I want you to ask when I can say yes."<br />Tension gripped his body. He leaned back, his eyes wounded beneath his frown. "You couldn't say yes no?"<br />I shook my head.<br />His mouth thinned into a determined line. "Lay out what you need from me to make that happen. - Sylvia Day




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