Makenna's POV.

The weight of Wolfe's words hung in the air like a dense fog. He might be falling in love with me?

My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of shock and disbelief coursing through me. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach—like the ones I often wrote about in my books. I wanted to believe it so badly because these were the words I’d been waiting to hear for so long. But why now?

“Are you saying this because I'm backing out of the sexual part of our ...