-He turns toward me. I want to touch him, but I’m afraid of his bareness; Afraid that he will make me bare too.
“Is this scaring you, Tris?”
“No,” I croak. I clear my throat. “Not really. I’m only…afraid of what I want.”
“What do you want?” Then his face tightens. “Me?”
Slowly I nod.”-
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Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable.
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