" I guess it's over now," I said bravely. " Right?" " Is that what you want?" My throat clenched. I shook my head." What do you want, Haven?" " I want you," I burst out, and the tears spilled over again. " But I can't have you." Hardy moved closer, gripping my head in his hands, forcing me to look at him. " Haven, sweetheart . . . you've already got me. "