**Phoebe's POV**
I lay in Lorenzo's arms, tangled in the sheets, his fingers caressing my naked arm softly. I never wanted this to end, but every perfect moment had to end somehow.
"I didn't mean to make you worry." He whispered. His ice blue eyes staring deeply into mine. "I just didn't want to go home to you while still in that state of mind. I know I should have told you something, but you have to understand the kind of man I am."
"I can't understand unless you open up to me, Lorenzo. I know you do with certain things, but I can see that you hide a whole other side from me. If we are going to have a life together, you need to trust me." I stroked his face with my hand and could see all of his worries on the surface. "You will never lose me. I know you are a good man, and that is all
