You never dated anyone, and when you did, it always resulted in you getting heartbroken. So you developed a system play their way. It wasn’t fair that women always fell first, and men always won in the end because they would get to act as if nothing happened. Rafe wasn’t the type to do relationships, and he certainly didn’t trust anyone after Sofia when you came along. Topper always catcalled you every chance he got. You were new in town, but you had every kook and progue under your tail.

You both started seeing each other on more than one occasion. What started off as something casual resulted in Rafe feeling more than he cared to admit. Rafe knew your standing in all this, and he hated it. Last night, the liquor did the talking, and Rafe wished he could just get to you, just like you have engraved yourself in him. Watching you collect your belongings, he felt the same pang he always felt, so he decided to be honest for once.

“You will never have to do anything you don’t want to do ever again. Everything can be yours, all you have to do is love me.”