She thought on that for a long time, pulling apart the pros and cons in the other woman’s words. The truth was, she was just so tired of all the bullshit. She wasn’t 20 anymore, and as much as she told herself otherwise, she wanted to be done with that life. Getting drunk, picking up guys, staying together for a short time and then fucking it up, only to do it again. She wanted…well, what she and Rafe had. And she hadn’t known it was something she wanted until she had it.
She tipped back the last of her drink and put the glass down, chewing on the inside of her cheek for a moment. “What would you do?” she asked, though even as the words left her mouth she knew she was asking the wrong person. “If you were in love with someone that…you couldn’t have…all of?” She hadn’t planned on saying it; it was as if someone else was speaking with her voice. She hadn’t breathed the word ‘love’ since she and Rafe got together, and even now it felt awkward on her lips.