He could look into your eyes and without saying a word assure you that you were the most fascinating woman in the world and call you beautiful in six languages.
Loving someone wasn't about their perfection. It was about coming to accept every part of them, their good qualities at their weaknesses and flaws--looking on everything they were and loving it all. As she looked on everything Jake was, right down to...
He'd sacrifice even his sanity for her. If it came down to it, he'd let her break his heart. Because he loved her.
He wanted desperately to stay, just a little while longer. But he couldn't be here, in this place, with her. It was calm here. She was innocent and beautiful and perfect. He was not. He didn't want his mess or his mental illness or his past anywhere ...
