QUOTE : What are you afraid of?” He gave her a little shake. “What, Meridith?” “I don’t like the way you make me feel!” The words burst from her unbidden. It was as close to the truth as she could get. This inward searching was worse than feeling her way through the darkness. She felt like she’d just smacked into a wall. Jake released her slowly. She rubbed the place where his hands had been, hoping they were done. Please let’s be done. “Explain.” She should’ve known he couldn’t leave it at that. “I don’t know how.” “Try.” The wind blew her hair across her face. She welcomed the screen between them. “You make me feel . . . unsettled.” It was as close as she could come to explaining, but it didn’t do justice to what he did to her. “That can be a good thing.” She heard amusement in his tone. It reminded her of when she first met him. “Not for me,” she said, suddenly saddened to realize where they’d ended up all these weeks later. “I spent my whole childhood feeling unsettled. I’m done with that.” The wind blew again, pulling the curtain of hair from her face. He was like this wind, pulling her one way one minute, another the next, changing course without warning. “So . . . what? You’re going to live your life without love? What kind of life is that?” “There are different kinds of love.” “Like what you had with Stephen?” He jammed his hands in his pockets. “That’s not love, Meridith, that’s settling.” A knot swelled in her throat. He could see it however he wanted, but that wasn’t going to change anything. She was done here. She turned and walked toward the house. The wind sucked at her shirt. “You gonna let your fears dictate your life, Meridith?” he called after her. But she didn’t stop. Didn’t stop until she’d made it up the stairs, to her room, to her bed, where she slipped under the covers and let herself cry.