Leilani
My soul ached.
I looked up at his beautifully shadowed hard face. "You keep giving me mixed signals, Adonis. You rejected and walked away from me. Now, you’re right here."
He looked down to meet my gaze, saying in an unwavering tone. "I care about you. I don’t care about a lot of people, but I have the maddening urge to always make sure you’re safe. That’s why I’m here. I heard the case was reopening, and I knew that could hurt you. Only for me to find out some unknown fucker was already hurting you." He licked his bottom lip. "But I cannot give you what you want, Leilani. Love or sex. Come with me so we can talk better?"
Cannot or will not?