“Don’t ever fucking scare me like this again, Sasha,” he muttered as he laid her back against his mattress before he kissed her neck lightly, letting her run her hands along his arms as he kissed her. “You have no idea how fucked up I felt.”

“I know,” she murmured, opening her eyes to look at him with a small frown. “I’m sorry, Ryan. It’s not going to happen again. I love you, and I don’t care how imperfect this world is. I love you, and I don’t ever want to let go of you again.”
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