As if he conveyed by actions what he could never say in words. Would never say in words.

Was he demanding? Hell yes, but he wasn’t selfish. He took. He was ruthless in his demands. But he gave her back so much. Not just materially but emotionally, though he’d likely deny he did any such thing.

Love made her patient. It made her hopeful.

And maybe that’s was her biggest crime of all. Making him fall in love with her.

Tell me what you need.""You," she said simply, that one word tearing to the very heart of him. "Just you.

He’d never get over her. He knew that without hesitation or doubt. He loved her. As deeply as it was possible to love another person. And God, he wanted her. Every day. In hit life. As much a part of him as he would be of her.

Taking the leap felt appropriate. Only it wasn’t just a short hop. It was a full plunge off a cliff.