"Landon, what do you fear?" I ask, running my fingers along the scruff of his jaw. His head lifts in my palm and tilts to the side. Not containing my urges anymore, I run my nails through his hair, the feel of it sliding between my fingers making my body come alive.
"What is your biggest fear? What do you fear in life, Landon?" I repeat. He doesn't respond, just stares at me. I take the opportunity to open myself up a little. I shouldn't, I know that, but what do I have to lose?
"Mine. My fear..." My bottom lip trembles with nerves for what I'm about to say, what I'm going to admit to. I know if he wants to, he could use it against me. "I'm scared of not feeling the things I feel when I'm with you ever again."
Landon lifts his hand and grabs the nape of my neck, pulling my forehead to his.