You really don’t mind that I can learn everything about you so easily?”
“As I don’t plan to keep secrets from you again, no, I really don’t mind. But I would appreciate it if you promised to come to me, talk to me, if anything you learn about me disturbs you.”
A promise like that implied she would be around for a while. Though she knew she shouldn’t, she said, “I promise.” And she meant it. Starting now. “Your psychiatrist believes you are wrong to push people out of your life.”
A muscle ticked below his eye and a rosy flush overtook his cheeks. “Every agent has to see a shrink periodically.”
“Well, you’re not going to drive me insane with your darkness. I told you, I like it.”
“That doesn’t mean—”
“Your father was wrong, Sean. Not once have I thought I was losing my mind.”
“But it has happened to others,” he insisted harshly.
“I’m different. Remember? My brain operates on a different wavelength.”
They stared at each other as he considered her words. Then, slowly, a smiled curved his lips, and the clouds cleared from his eyes. “Then I won’t hold anything back from you. I won’t push you away,” he said. “God help you, I’ll only draw you closer. I didn’t have much fight left in my anyway. I want you too damn bad.

Autore: Gena Showalter

You really don’t mind that I can learn everything about you so easily?”<br />“As I don’t plan to keep secrets from you again, no, I really don’t mind. But I would appreciate it if you promised to come to me, talk to me, if anything you learn about me disturbs you.”<br />A promise like that implied she would be around for a while. Though she knew she shouldn’t, she said, “I promise.” And she meant it. Starting now. “Your psychiatrist believes you are wrong to push people out of your life.”<br />A muscle ticked below his eye and a rosy flush overtook his cheeks. “Every agent has to see a shrink periodically.”<br />“Well, you’re not going to drive me insane with your darkness. I told you, I like it.”<br />“That doesn’t mean—”<br />“Your father was wrong, Sean. Not once have I thought I was losing my mind.”<br />“But it has happened to others,” he insisted harshly.<br />“I’m different. Remember? My brain operates on a different wavelength.”<br />They stared at each other as he considered her words. Then, slowly, a smiled curved his lips, and the clouds cleared from his eyes. “Then I won’t hold anything back from you. I won’t push you away,” he said. “God help you, I’ll only draw you closer. I didn’t have much fight left in my anyway. I want you too damn bad. - Gena Showalter




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