Josie POV
It slipped out before I could take it back and I knew that it stopped him in his tracks, his eyes darkening at the question. But I had to know. I couldn't hide my feelings anymore. Not from him. I didn't care about his injured leg. I didn't even notice it if I was honest with myself. He looked at me with such longing, as though surprised that I even had to ask.
"Would I want you?" he whispered, his voice hoarse and full of emotion, something sweeping across his face "Nothing would please me more. You're beautiful Josie" he said, and then glanced down at himself, looking dispirited.
"But I am hardly a catch, an injured Gamma who limps and is incapable of being able to perform certain tasks," he said derisively as my mouth opened in shock.
How could he speak about himself li
