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Foster merely bobbed his head in acknowledgment, and I started to wring my hands, not liking this silent thing he had going on. I had definitely asked too much of him, hadn’t I?
I glanced around for Kinsey’s car too, but it was gone. The captain must’ve taken care of it already.
Damn.
Refusing to think about that, I popped into the passenger seat of my car to sit next to Foster as he moved it.
“I’m sorry,” I said as he parked on the other side of his truck. Killing the engine, he glanced over at me, and I flailed my hand aimlessly. “I’m sorry you’re stuck with me. I’m sorry you’re the only person who can do anything for me. And I—I’m sorry you only got to know me long enough to lose me again.”
Wincing through a swallow, Foster held out his hand, palm up, offering for me to hold it. When I did, taking his fingers and squeezing them tight, he exhaled heavily.
“Don’t ever be sorry for that,” he told me. “I’m a better person for having gotten to know you. And I’m—I’mthe one who’s sorry for not meeting you sooner.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for either,” I assured.
He dropped his gaze to our hands and watched me run my fingers over his for a few seconds before admitting, “I’m still disappointed the kiss thing didn’t work.”
I blurted out a laugh, only to tip my face up primly and answer, “Well, maybe you’re just not my one true love.”
His gaze cut to mine, and this sensation pierced through me so strongly that it almost felt as if I’d been electrocuted. But those blue eyes looked into me, and I knew…
If this man wasn’t my true love, then I didn’t have one.
“You tethered yourself tome,” he argued in a way that claimed ownership.
And I had to blink in surprise because I kind of relished this possessive side of him.
“That’s gotta meansomething,” he insisted.
My lips moved and words tried to come, but it took me a moment before I was able to stutter, “S-so do you actuallywantus to be true loves?”
“I…” He blinked back as if startled to realize that he sort ofhadimplied that. “I’m saying I want to be able to meet the real you.”
I shook my head, confused. “You don’t think this is the real me?”
Foster shrugged. “I don’t know. You don’t have any physical limitations or social restrictions holding you back while you’re in this state. In person, you might be…different.”
Needing to understand what he was actually trying to say, I shook my head. “So… Do youwantme to be different? Do you not like how I am now?”
“No, I love you this way,” he answered immediately. “I love your heart, your attitude, your sense of humor.” Hissing out a breath, he sent me an apologetic glance. “It’s probably just me being paranoid, but I guess I—I’m scared you won’t be so accepting ofme. I’m just afraid it’ll be…different.”
“Different, how?” I pressed.
He only shook his head. “I don’t know. I’m sure I’m just freaking out over something that may never happen. I just—I don’t want to losethisyou.”
My heart thumped hard in my chest when he sent me a worried look as if afraid I would reject him right then and there. But all I could say was, “You’re not going to lose me.”
“Promise?” he begged.
“I pinky swear,” I told him before hooking my pinky around his and tightening my grip.
He grinned and kept looking into my eyes. “Good,” he murmured softly.
I nodded back. When an overwhelming pleasure filled me, I laughed, embracing it fully.
Foster just made me…happy.
Still smiling, I leaned over and smacked a quick happy kiss to his cheek before teasing, “Just make sure you get to my hospital roombeforeyour friend, Parker, does, if you actually want to ask me out.”
