He brought her hands to his lips, kissing her knuckles.
"And now that I've completely laid myself out for you, I'm going to say f**k it and beg anyway. Please, please come home. I don't want to spend one more night without you. We will work this out. We have to because I'm not going to let you go without a fight. I need you."
"Please."
Allison struggled to keep her tears in check. The whole time, he'd barely mentioned the baby. He was all about her, open and honest.
"I should say no," she said quietly.
Panic flew across his face. "Why?"
"Because I'd planned to stay mad at you, making you grovel and beg for days, maybe weeks. I didn't expect to…"
"To what?" He looked up at her with such…hopelessness. Like she was about to say that she ended up hating him.
Cupping his face, his beard
