Chapter 200

• Pulling back, he stays nose to nose, his fingers tracing my face, and finally, I sniff back the newest tears, gulping down an onslaught of more.
• “Talk to me,” he pleads, his eyes never leaving mine. “It kills me to see you this way, Bambina.”
• “I miss you” is the only thing I can force out, and it’s true; in only a day, Jake felt a million miles away from me, my security shaky in the name of the game. The carpet ripped out from under me in ways I don’t even understand. He groans regretfully.