“There’s something else going on with you, though.”
“How do you know?” I sigh as his mouth trails feather light kisses up and down my neck. The combination of his day old stubble and the whisper of his tongue have me weak in the knees. I grip the edge of the countertop to keep from falling.
“Your eyes, sweetheart. They tell me everything without you having to say a word, they always did. And you not looking into mine is all the proof I need. Tell me. Let me help you.”
God, I want this man. Everything about him is perfect for me, but I can’t. I’m too afraid of how he’ll react. The longer I hold him off, the longer I can prepare myself. I have to talk to my therapist because I don’t know if I can lose him when he finds out. I can’t lose another person that I love. “Travis, I can’t,” I reply staring down at the water that is circling around the drain.
“I know, sweetheart. I’ll wait as long as it takes. But this…” He grips my shoulders and turns me around, forcing me to look at him as he frames my face with his strong hands. Those eyes that remind me so much of the lake penetrate through me and see more than anyone ever has. “This is nowhere near over.” He runs his thumb over my lip and smiles before turning to walk away.
