“You really seem to have everything covered.”
“Of course, I want to give you a chance to heal.”
He huffed out an unemotional laugh. “How do you know I need healing? Maybe I’m just some loser.”
“I don’t believe that. I can see it in your eyes, how sad and scared you are.”
“Maybe I deserve it.”
Mae reached over and took his hand, surprising him. “Please don’t say things like that, no one deserves to feel pain.” He started to pull away, but she tightened her hold a little.
“Just let me, you need it, okay?” She smiled warmly up at him and for the first time in what seemed like forever, he felt butterflies.
“Okay, maybe just for awhile.” In truth he didn’t want to let go, he knew he needed her, even if it terrified him. It was hard to pull away from her. He began to wonder what she would think of his failure, of what he had done in retaliation, of how far he had fallen.