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Chandler hooted with laughter. "Nothing to do with you? Pray tell, enlighten me, Future Dr. Kendrick."

"I'm no shrink, but Elena is the first woman to make you want something more. And you'd have to put every part of you on the line in order to make something real with her. It's scary, and you've never done it, and you grabbed the most convenient excuse to make life easier on yourself. That excuse is bullshit, but you'll hold on to it like it's a life raft."

Chandler glared mightily at him because clearly someone had used their time driving up here to prepare exactly how to knee him in the proverbial balls. Paul murmured like he was hearing a good sermon. He got a glare too.

Elijah leaned forward. "What if she had been the one to show at your door?"

The second he said it, his heart reacted without a single thought on his end.

Racing, pounding, thumping erratically at the mere mention of her on the other side of that door. He wanted it so badly.

Wanted her.

"What if you had the chance,