Swiftcurrent Creek I love you will still sound the same

He was uninterested in her, and the knowledge of that cut her heart like a hot knife through butter. She was not acquainted with the concept of giving up, however. Despite his physical and verbal insistence that she leave him alone, she pursued him still, drawn to him as she always was. She offered no apology, but only because she feared it would incense him further to bring up what had happened that night. There had been nothing but tentative contact, yet that was enough to break his trust wholly.

"You know that isn't true," she cried in a voice hot with defiance. She could not let him turn her aside and shut her out. She responded to a pull in her heart and her tummy she didn't understand, to a possessive need of him and something else, and defied him fully. Despite herself, she belonged to him, was wholly his, and could not fathom being anything else, even if it was his one strongest desire to distance himself from her this way.