Arlo It felt so good to be around Violet again. It has taken every inch of control I have not to pull her to me and kiss her. It would ruin everything. I don’t want her to disappear again because I can’t keep my feelings and hormones in check. I have missed her so damn much, especially her laugh and smile. As good as it is, it is also hard. “What do you think of my new place?” she asks, as we sit on the floor, eating. She has a sofa, but it is still covered and not even in position, like everything else, it would seem. “It is nice. I like it. Is it safe? Will you be okay staying here alone? You should get a dog or a security system or something.” I ramble, my protective instincts. Violet laughs and places her hand over mine. The second she touches me, my palms begin to sweat, and my

