43. The Never Enough

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As if Kara knew exactly what I was going to say, she quickly pulled away. She was breathing heavily, and her eyes were suddenly glassy.

"Kara," I said.

"No!" she yelled back, not wanting to be touched.

"No..." she said again, meekly this time.

I stepped closer and wrapped her in my arms again. She buried her face in my chest and I kissed the top of her head.

Damn, she smells like roses.

"I know what you're gonna say, Ry. Don't say it," she said to my chest.

How did she do that? She could just read me like a book. Actually, we could read each other like a book. It was weird, I never understood it. But somehow, we always knew what the other person was thinking about, even when we didn't say it out loud.

"Kar, I think we both know where this is going..." I said as I held her tightly still.

"You can't do this to me, Ryder. Don't do this to me!" her voice cracked.

Is she crying?

I peeled her from my chest so I could take a better look at her face. She was crying. But she was