I wish I had his confidence, his absolute belief in me. I wish even more that I’d been better prepared for what she makes me feel. It doesn’t seem real that in the space of a few measly hours, she could’ve turned my well-laid plans on their head. Even now, she’s only been gone out of my sight for a few minutes, and already I was feeling that now-familiar itch between my shoulder blades.
It started last night when she slammed the door and locked it between us. The second I didn’t have eyes on her and couldn’t get to her, I got this damn itch. It took all my control not to break the door down to get to her, and even though I knew she was safe, that no one could get by me to reach her, it wasn’t the same as being next to her.
“I’ll think about what you said, but don’t tell Ash, not yet.”