He came into my life like a thunderstorm.
Like a flash of lighting, he lit me up in ways I never could have imagined. His kiss seared me, his touch made me shiver, but his eyes…they terrified me.
I never wanted this…wanted him.
But I didn’t have a choice, because he wanted me.
“That’s all that matters,” he whispered, all those nights ago.
He didn’t give me a choice.
I didn’t want this; I didn’t want him….right?