The Mate She Can’t See
“You keep calling me yours, but I’m not.”
“You will be.”
“Why?” I asked. “Why me? What is it about me that makes you so sure you can just… own me?”
He took a step closer, his eyes soft but too focused. “Because when I saw you, I saw the fire in you and the wildness, and I knew right then, that I couldn’t let you go.”
“That’s not love,” I said flatly.
“I never said it was,” he replied. “Love is fickle. People fall in and out of it, but desire? Claiming something beautiful and keeping it, that’s real.”
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