““Are you done getting your head straight?” “No,” I admitted. He nodded. “You ready to let me help you do that yet?” I closed my eyes and breathed, “Porter. I don’t--” His deep and masculine voice became desperate. “Let me in, Charlotte. We’ll take it slow band start in the dark if that’s what you need. But I want you in the light, sweetheart. Whatever it takes to get you there, I’ll do it. I just need you to let me in so I can try.””
