"I was hollow and angry and full of hate, plus I was," Jake puts his thumb and index finger a hairs breadth apart, "this close to killing Eastman. But that is not what I want to talk about." He takes a couple breaths.
"There is probably a lot to say between you and me. We don't have to rush we have plenty of time. It can be said when it feels right. What I need to say today is this; I was giving you all the freedom you wanted to keep you around as long as I could. No more. I can't do it. Things have changed for us, both of us. You are mine, Ruby West, mine. I'm not going to share you. You belong here. Just you and me. No more worrying that somebody is going to run, or somebody is sleeping with somebody else, or somebody is in love with somebody else. Done. I want to get back to enjoying every day with you, not trying to figure out how to keep you around another day, week or month." Jake looks at her with a blank expression that he then forces a smile upon. "Can we do that? Can we?"