Romain

Fuck.

Why can't Emmalee understand that I can't do this with her, not right now, not when there's so much shit going on inside my head that's too dangerous for me to entertain, especially where she's concerned?

I want to, though. Goddess damn me, I want to.

I've never wanted something more in my entire life.

Her scent is everywhere. It wraps around me like a noose, tightening with every move she makes. Emmalee is in my space again, too close, always too close. And she's staring at me ...