Blinded By Love
"I love the thing between you two. You are good for her, for once there is something else on her mind other than work."
Bash lets out a short laugh, the kind that sounds like it’s been sitting on the edge of his chest for a while, waiting for the right moment.
“Yeah,” he says, and I can hear the way his voice softens when he talks about her. “Tamara... she’s a fire I didn’t know I needed. She scares the hell out of me sometimes.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“It’s not,” he says quickly. “It’s the best kind of scary. Like standing at the edge of something massive, and knowing if you jump, there’s no going back. But also knowing she’d be the one to catch me if I fell.”