Mac shifted in the water, lifting up a handful to wash over his face. He knew what he wanted; when he spoke there wasn’t any doubt in his voice,
“I love you, baby.” He was as certain of that as he breathed. “But it’s not going to be enough when the things I can give you, aren’t going to be enough for what you want.”
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Date: 2012-02-21 08:40 pm (UTC)“I love you, baby.” He was as certain of that as he breathed. “But it’s not going to be enough when the things I can give you, aren’t going to be enough for what you want.”