“I don’t.”
The certainty in his voice shakes me.
Because I want to believe it.
“I don’t know how to do this,” I admit.
“Do what?”
“Trust someone. Let them stay.”
His expression softens.
“You don’t have to figure that out tonight.”
A small breath escapes me.
“You keep saying that.”
“Because it’s true.”
A faint smile touches my lips.
“I meant what I said. You should leave.”
“No.”
I blink.
“You’re not even going to pretend?”
“Nope.”
A small laugh slips out.
“You’re stubborn.”
“I’ve been called worse.”
My smile fades slowly.
“He’s going to come after this.”
“Yeah.”
“And you’re still staying?”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
He holds my gaze.
“Because you’re worth it.”
My breath catches.
No one has ever said that to me.