““I trust you, Cash. I trust you.” He grabs my wrist and presses his lips to the inside then pulls gently until I’m bent at the waist and my face is close to his. “Come home with me. Please.” I can feel his warm breath on my lips, they’re so close. I lean forward to close the small gap, but he leans away. “Please,” he repeats softly. I would never tell him, but he could ask me anything right now and I’d agree to it. Anything at all. “Okay.” As soon as the words leave my lips, his mouth is on mine.””
