“I’ll hold you to that, Locke."
"Hold me to every word, baby.”
He stops, his gaze growing intense as he stares into my eyes. The casual air leaves him, replaced by a deep, heavy gravity.
“What?” I say, a bit unnerved.
"I know how insane this all is," Locke says. "I know everything between us moved like wildfire. We didn't get normal dates, right? We got threats and illegal drug operations. It’s chaotic, and it’s fast, and by any normal standard, it probably looks f*****g crazy."
My heart begins to hammer against my ribs, loud and fast. The sheer sincerity in his voice makes my throat feel tight.
"Locke..." I whisper. “What…”
"I'm not waiting for the right moment, or for the f*****g drama to end, or for things to be peaceful before I tell you this," he says. "I love you, Zara."
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