Page 71 of Hold Me Under (Water, Air, Earth, Fire 1)

“Past regrets don’t count as dreams.”

I’m skin and bones and swimming and pain. Those are the four building blocks of me: I’ll never be anything more. You can’t plan your future when you don’t have one.

“I’ll be the sexy receptionist at your clinic. And secretly, I’ll be your sugar daddy who pays all the bills because you’re a fucking soft touch that just wants to cuddle strays.”

His smile is a little impatient. “Seriously, though. What do you want?”

Want

I want

I don’t want to talk any more.