““What do you want from me, Kai?” “For starters?” His voice lowered to sexy, dangerous depths. “I want to introduce myself to every freckle on your body.” A powerful shiver ripped through me. “So, just something physical, then?” I clarified. “That’s all you want?” “Tell me you hate me,” he demanded. I felt the air of his words against my face. “But I don’t hate you. I couldn’t.” “You could,” he assured me, pulling me tighter. “And you should.” “I’m letting you go.” My voice shook. “But only because I have to. I need to move on with my life, but I’ll never hate you.” “The one who got away,” Kaidan murmured. “Nobody got away,” I corrected him. “And so help me, if you start comparing us to an unfinished game that went into overtime—””