I could hold you prisoner here for the rest of the day and list everything I love about you, but that’s only half of it, he explained, turning toward me. The other half is something I can’t put into words. something I don’t think I’ll ever be able to. It’s something that ties me to you, and you to me. Call it chemistry, call it fate, call it whatever you want. All I know is that I’m yours just as much as you’re mine. That’s the surest thing I’ve ever know.