Morgan's POV

“You have to try to get everything back. You have to be that awesome, insane woman, not this weakling that was just about to hurt my feelings and die when I wasn't done with her just yet. Where's my Morgan?”

I glared, but I wanted him to see it. I tried craning my neck to do just that.

“I'm not yours.”

“You want to turn around? Let me help.”

Sometimes I wondered if I was extra weak or if he was just so mighty that he would just spin me around so easily.

I was spun around, and I was now straddling him, both of us shoulder deep...