“I don’t want you to be angry with me,” he finally managed. “But I don’t understand what it is I’ve done.”
“You come here without warning and you flatter me. You look at me like I am literally the answer to all your questions. You touch me…” He reached up with his free hand and brushed his knuckles across Micah’s face. “You might not understand what drives you to me again and again, but I do. You show me everything I could possibly desire and remind me I could never have it in this lifetime.”
He couldn’t look away. When it came to the force of Jefferson’s gaze, he could never look away.
“I can’t believe there is nothing you can’t have if you truly desire it.”
“Do you want me to show you what I truly desire, Micah?”
“I want you to be honest with me. I loathe seeing you in this distress.”