Maya
~_<
Two days.
It’s only been two days since I let Ryder in — and somehow, everything feels so good.
I'm curled up on his bed, his scent clinging to the pillows.
I’m just thinking. About him. About us. About how, for the first time in forever, I feel weirdly loved.
Not in a bad way but in a way that says “This is all I've dreamt of”
It’s not just the s*x — though, holy hell, my body still remembers every single second of it.
It’s everything else.
The way he looks at me like I'm so precious.
I mean this man went out and bought a whole-ass PC just because he didn’t want me to miss my streams the nights I stay over.
The way he somehow always manages to have breakfast ready when I drag myself out of bed, hangry.
Ryder didn’t just sat he wanted me. He’s been showing
