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eyes finally turned on me and he shook his head, as a wayward smile softened his mouth. “No, Skye,” he declared softly. “It’s not good enough for you .”
    His answer was so matter of fact that I faltered. “You don’t even know me, Xander,” I reminded him. “You don’t know what’s good enough for me.”
    I strolled into the room I slept in and stood at the window, trying to make heads or tails of my life. Since I had awakened that morning, my mind had been spinning with thoughts of my parents and my past. Something was trying to come back to me; it was almost like a memory was itching to get out.
    The more I was around Xander, the harder the itch became, until my brain felt like it would explode. After a moment, he came into the room with me. He didn’t speak so neither did I.
    We maintained our silence several minutes longer, as I stood there looking out at the somewhat yellowed, cream lace curtains that had been hung when I’d first moved in.
    Finally turning around to face him, I steeled up my courage to try again to convince him to leave. Instead, I surprised myself when I spoke. “Xander, I’m scared,” I confessed. “I…I don’t know. I guess I know that the things you and Rioden tried to tell me are true, but I just don’t know how to actually believe them.” I hesitated, holding my hand up, “Does that make sense?”
    He took three long strides into the room until he was standing almost chest to chest with me. He placed his hand over his heart, and quietly asked me the one question that I didn’t want to answer right then.
    “Tell me what you feel here.”
    “I feel…” I struggled to answer him and instead, looked down at the floor between us. He slowly held his free hand out and softly wove his fingers around mine; making my heart speed up.
    “Look at me,” he implored, and I raised my eyes to his again, feeling the blood rush up my neck and creep into my face.
    “I swear to you, Skye, I will protect you…with my life.”
    I started at that, but he quickly went on. “Understand something now, because this is important. You are worth more than you could ever even imagine, and you deserve more than what you’ve lived thus far. I want to give you back your life, and I want to give you back your future.”
    He squeezed my hand again once he had finished, and then lifted our hands together. He pressed my hand to my chest and rested his own over mine, “Do you feel something here when I’m around?” he asked.
    After his speech, I could only nod my head in assent, acknowledging that I did indeed feel something every time I was near him. He smiled at me, a breathtaking smile that lit up his entire face, wiping away the seriousness he had been trying to maintain.
    “Could you find it in yourself to tell me what it is that you feel?”
    Drawing in a shaky breath, I obliged. “Earlier today, in the parking lot, I felt this warmth creeping into my stomach, and then it slowly traveled up into my chest.”
    In a stilted voice, I tried to voice the feelings that I couldn’t really describe the best way that I could. “You know, it’s like when you drink something hot and it makes its way down your throat and into your stomach - how you feel the warmth seep into your body?”
    He laughed at that, which made me blush again at how stupid I must have sounded.
    “I’m sorry; I guess that’s not the answer you’re looking for?” I questioned him, and stepped back a fraction so he would release my hand.
    He ran his hand through his hair in exasperation. “No Skye, sorry…I’m not laughing at you!” I looked at him skeptically and he pressed on. “Really, I’m not. I’m laughing because I’m…well, I guess you could say I’m kind of jonesing here. I mean, to finally be able to talk to you, and to know that you feel what I feel, and to -”
    “Whoa, what do you mean? You feel something too?” I interrupted him, suddenly feeling lightheaded at everything that was going on.
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