Chapter 17
Moira
Why did he have to be so achingly beautiful? Why did he have to come here and spin my entire world on its axis? I thought that Timothy had broken my heart, but I was so wrong. The ache in my chest at the thought of this man walking out of my life, even if it is the smart thing to do, tells me that he has the potential to ruin me. I wish I had it in me to tell him to leave, to turn around, and never look back. I wish I could tell him that I am not worth his time, but I don’t have it in me to keep pretending that I am not happy that he is here. I know that I will have to keep this a secret, at least until I know that this is real, that he is going to be mine and just mine.
“You want me?” I ask him, trying to keep my lips from pulling into a smile.
“Moira, that night in
