“I care about you, Moriah. For God’s sake, I’m falling in love with you.”

Had he really said he was falling in love with her? Tentative hope flared. “Really?”

“Yes, but you need to understand—I can’t change who I am. I’m falling for you, but I still don’t want a family.”

Her brief feeling of euphoria faded. “You can’t mean that.”

“I do. You’re the one who told me adults make choices. What if this is the choice I’ve made?”

When she opened her mouth to interrupt him, he raised a hand. “Some people aren’t the family type. They can’t cope with it. My parents were a prime example. If you can live with that part of me, then you’re welcome to come in.”

She stared at him, unable to believe he’d tossed her an ultimatum. He loved her and she loved him, but she couldn’t accept what he was saying.

“You have no idea how much I wish I could change for you. But I can’t.”

Slowly, quietly, giving her every chance to stop him, he closed the door.