I stood there staring into his eyes, seeing the absolute truth in his words. I almost couldn't believe it. How could this God of a man want me? My mind was racing and I must have been thinking for a while.
"But if you didn't call because that night was nothing more to you than a fling, then I will walk out now and let you be. Let you live your life without any interference." I couldn't respond.
"Can you tell me that?"
"Can you tell me that it was nothing more than a fling?"
I just stared at him, and he continued.
"Can you tell me you don't feel the electricity pulsating between us?"
His face was right in front of mine now; his lips were mere inches away.
"Can you tell me you didn't think about me while I was gone, every minute we were apart?"
His eyes were pleading with me.
I shook my head. He wanted me, all of me. He felt the same things I did and I couldn't wrap my mind around it. Finally I was able to speak.