As much as I'm enjoying it there's always this small voice in my head telling me not to give up control.

That made her pause, almost made her want to laugh. She pushed her hair from her face. "God, we're fucked up, aren't we?"His tight features loosened a little. "Yeah, I've been trying to get over it most of my life. I guess I'd had myself talked into thinking I had.""Me, too. I'm sorry," she told him, her shoulders relaxing. "I didn't need to get so pissed off."He cracked a grin, "You did, though, didn't you? I kind of liked seeing you like that. All that fire.

A missed opportunity repentance only leaves behind