Chase had turned me down yet again, but this time I understood his reasons for it. He wasn't the same as me; he was different, much, much different.
How could we ever be compatible when he wasn't even human? There are things about him that I may never be able to understand.
But despite knowing all of this, my body still wanted him. I still want him. He was the first man I've ever had a connection like this with, and it just happened to be that he wasn't even human.
I know that yesterday I said that I needed to move on, but today is yet another day, and my heart and mind were totally against that idea. It doesn't help that Chase is wearing a white t-shirt that's showing off his muscular arms. I don't know if he knows it, but white is his color. Who was I kidding? Any color would go well
