Paige
Dallas momentarily freezes, and I’m almost afraid to meet his eyes, terrified he will laugh at my question. Love isn’t easy, and it's not something I believe in either. Because if a happily ever after existed in real life, I wouldn’t have lost him in the first place.
Shit.
What if I’m wrong? What if he doesn’t like me?
I’m trembling right now, and Dallas grabs my wrists. “Paige…”
Tears gather in my eyes. How dare he use his sexy voice on me?
My heart cracks a little further when I look up at him. It's barely keeping itself together. I had to repair it, piece by piece, when Dallas broke it three years ago. But super glue isn’t enough to prevent it from shattering if he says the wrong thing. I’m waiting, barely even breathing, when he parts his lips for the second time.
“Do y
