Selfish, yea, maybe.

my gods -in a good way-

So I had to rush away again, but know that doing so hurts. I know the visits are for J, but they're also my weekly dose of you, even when you're busy handling the ‘everything’. It sucks.

Talking about sneaking you onto the Ranch was so appealing, and I desperately wanted you to pull over and just kiss me. I've missed some (well, all) of the flirting, even if I am trying to make things work between E and I - at your insistence, I might add. And I get the strain it causes. Rooting for someone you respect and hate at once..

But remember, love, when the last cards fall, I want you at my side…I want us to be able to acknowledge what our souls already feel. I want us to be US when the final bell tolls. I call you my Wolf, and you acknowledge that I am yours.