“I know.” He did warn me, and I don’t want him to. If Lincoln wants to claim me, I’m not crazy enough to stop him. Because he’s all I want, he’s so bold and untamed, and I’m…
Not.
I sink down against Lincoln’s chest, frowning. His heartbeat is rapid, audible through his t-shirt.
Maybe he doesn’t want to leave right now, but he’s adventurous to his core. He travels the world and takes risks and is building a star photographer career. He’s really going to stop all that for me? Would I even want him to?
Lincoln’s lips press against my hair, and I burrow closer to his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow down.
I…
God. I really don’t want to let this man go.