“You’re mine because I want you to be.”
I smirk. “So I’m yours?”
His grin grows playful. “You will be again.”
“Does that mean that you’re mine?”
“I’ve never been anyone else’s.”
I don’t know if we’re right for each other. I don’t know if I’ll come out of this thinkin’ you’re a pain in my ass that I hate, or the girl I want to come home to.” His eyes hold mine captive, and I wait for him to keep going. We stand in the middle of the dance floor, lost to each other as other couples move around us. “I do know this, honey. I won’t walk away without finding out.
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