“I can’t stay away from you,” he whispers...“Don’t stay away from me, then,” I whisper back...”
“Beauty,” he whispered. “What?” I asked.“Beauty. It’s pure beauty you don’t wanna be away from me. I don’t like that, baby. I love it”
“I don’t want you under those damn stairs. I hate it. But I can’t move you up here. I’ll never be able to stay away from you. I need you safely tucked away.”
“Will you stay with me?" I whisper."Always.”
“I thought I told you to stay away from me,” I snap.“No, you told me not to touch you again. You never said to stay away,” he shrugs.“Why are you such an asshole?”“Probably the same reason you’re such a pain in the ass. For the fun of it.”
“Don’t leave us again, Lana,” he whispered roughly. “Don’t leave me. Stay. Please.”