Cammy stared into his eyes—so full of passion, so full of unwavering devotion. She felt something shift inside her, something undeniable.
She inhaled deeply, steadying herself. "I will, Greg."
Her voice was quiet, but the resolve in it was unshakable. "I don't want to lie to myself anymore. I may not fully understand my feelings yet. I don't know what I still feel for Duncan. But there is one thing I am sure of… I want to be with you. Not because of our deal. Not because of our shared goals. But because I choose you."
She reached for his hands, intertwining their fingers. "I want to be the woman who stands beside you. The person you turn to—whether in joy or in sorrow. I want to be the one who knows you better than anyone else.
The one you want to come home to when the world doesn't treat you right. I want to be your favorite person, Greg."
