Prologue

"Don't do that."

"Do what?", Jake answered, inhaling deeply.

"Pushing me away like that. Don't do that now. Not when I need to know what you want the most.", I whispered, now only a few feet apart from him.

"What do you expect? I'm frustrated."
"I'm frustrated because I don't know what to do. I'm frustrated because I don't know how all of this happened. I'm frustrated because I don't know anything at all at this point."

"I'm frustrated because all of that seems so wrong while it all feels so right!", he said, voice getting louder.

"But mostly am I frustrated because I am so deeply in love with you that it drives me mad. You drive me mad. With all the things you do making me adore you more and more every single day."