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"I should've never said what I did three days ago. I was... I was an idiot. An idiot full of fear."
Fear? That gives me pause. I can't help but ask, "What do you mean, 'fear'?"
His voice raises slightly, a note of desperation creeping in
"After my ex-wife left me, I... I closed my heart off. I didn't think I could feel it again. I didn't want to. All my love, everything I had, I gave to Lucy. And then you... you just... you showed up. Out of nowhere. And I can't... I can't stop thinking about you. I can't... It hurts... It hurts too much to not be close to you, to not... to not kiss you..."
His musky, manly scent fills the room, a heady mix of cologne and something purely Damien. It's intoxicating, and suddenly I'm finding it hard to breathe.
I've dreamed of a moment like this for as long as I can remember. A man laying his heart bare, ready to put everything aside for me. A man who's not afraid to share his feelings, to fight for me.
The anger I felt before is still there, lurking in the background, but it's becoming harder and harder to hold onto.
Against my will, against my better judgment, I'm being drawn in by his heartfelt confession.
I know I should pull away. I know I should remind him of his hurtful words. But all I can think about is how much I've wanted a moment like this and how it's right in front of me.
The universe has handed me a fairytale moment, and I'm torn between embracing it and fearing it's too good to be true.
My mind is spinning. I know I need to make a decision - walk away from this man and his daughter or stay and give him a chance to make things right.
My heart is racing, a war drum pushing me toward him. But my mind is still hesitant, still reminding me of the pain of just a few nights ago.
I find myself wondering if I'll regret it if I turn my back on him and his daughter. Will I be throwing away a possible future? The love story I've always dreamed of? The one with the handsome single dad cop, his beautiful daughter, and me completing their puzzle?
While I'm lost in my thoughts, Damien steps closer. I don't move. I can't. I'm rooted to the spot, my body paralyzed by fear and anticipation.
He keeps moving towards me, each step sending a jolt through me, closing the gap between us. My heart hammers in my chest, my pulse throbbing in my veins.
My body responds to his closeness in a way I've never experienced before - a mix of desire and apprehension, of thirst and fear.
He's so close now that I can feel his warm breath on my cheeks. The room is silent, the tension palpable. I watch him close his eyes, his cheekbones carving deep hollows as he leans in.
He's going to kiss me.
Is this what I want? Is this what I'm willing to fight for?
A fairytale ending, or just another chapter in a heart-wrenching story?
As his lips inch closer to mine, I'm still not sure. But what I do know is that this moment, this choice, will change everything.
My heart leaps in my chest, my breaths shallow and fast. As much as I try to fight it, I can't deny the powerful attraction between us, the love I've started to feel for the man standing before me.
Without another thought, I close my eyes and let myself sink into him as our lips meet. His kiss is passionate, consuming, and I feel our shared pain and doubt being washed away.
Right now, there are no maybes, no questions, only the certainty that this man who has made mistakes and still stands before me, asking for forgiveness, is the one I want. He's the man I want to build a family with.
He's my man. My protector. My prince. Not one clad in royal attire but in a tight black shirt. And I couldn't ask for anything more.
This is the love story I've always wanted, always dreamed of. And I've found it in the most unexpected place, with the most unexpected person.
Suddenly, Damien spins me around, pressing me against a cold wall. The chill sends a shiver down my spine, quickly replaced by a throbbing heat as his muscled body molds against mine. He's in control, leading us on this dance of desire, and I'm more than willing to follow.
Despite the whirlwind of feelings and the lack of experience on my side, I trust him. I've never been with a man, never exposed myself so wholly to someone else. But I'm ready. It’s Damien, and I want him.
As if sensing my surrender, Damien pulls back, his breath warm against my ear. His words send a jolt of anticipation through me.
"Sophie… We should... we should go to my bed," he whispers, his voice ragged with desire. "I can't... I can't control myself. I want you. Every inch of your beautiful body... I want all of you."
