My heart felt like it had just gotten the shock of its life. What exactly was Atticus asking from me?
Let him love me? There were so many different possible meanings to that sentence. I was breathing hard, and I knew that he could hear it. He could even feel it with how close he was to me. And I think that he loved the way my body reacted to him.
"I'm not asking you to let me touch you tonight." He whispers as if reading my mind. "I'm asking for a chance to let me prove to you that I'm different now. I'm asking for a chance to prove that you're the most important woman in my life—no one else. I know I can't just say words and expect you to believe them, but please, give me this one chance. I can't function knowing you've given up on me, Autumn. I need to know that there is still time t
