Slade Wylder személy

I took cautious steps toward him and pressed my lips to the center of his back. “It is too much to ask, but if you love me, you’ll ask it anyway.”
When my hands snaked around his torso, he covered them with his and whispered, “Choose me, Livy.”

It wasn’t my job to touch you the way I’ve touched you. I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted to … even when I knew it wasn’t a good idea. So I did it anyway. And I knew it wasn’t my job to love you. Again, I couldn’t stop myself. I did it anyway. Protecting you is no longer my job. It’s what I do because I love you.