"I should tell you one other thing," I whisper into her hair. "Aside from my foolishness...sometimes, I'm afraid you don't need me. Not the way I need you." She leans back and begins to protest, but I stop her by placing a finger against her lips. "I'm afraid I'll lose you again, but I don't want to seem clingy."
She puckers, placing a kiss to my finger before moving it away. "You won't lose me," she whispers as her eyes dance back and forth with mine.
I nod, my gaze penetrating. "I'm telling you, so you know. I need you, Bella."
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Hmm...whatcha 'spose this is all about?
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