"Quit your job here then." He blurts out after a quick thought.

"What?" I ask, raising an eyebrow even though I heard what he'd said.

"Quit your job. That way, you won't have to be afraid of what might happen in the future and I'll make sure you'll not need to want."

"I'm not quitting my job to become your full-time liability." I retort.

"I don't think I'll see you that way." He counters. "I just don't want to lose you."

I want to fall into his arms and tell him he's never going to lose me, but even I am not sure of that now. "You can't have me...