I stared at Jason silently across the room while trying to busy my thoughts with my coffee. He was sitting on a kitchen bar chair, dragging his hands through his hair and glance up at me once or twice but didn’t say anything. It felt like he wanted to say something but he struggled to come up with the words. I placed my half-empty cup down on the counter and walked up to him. I pushed my fingers through his hair, down the back of his neck and slowly made my way down his sculpted back.
I smiled a little when he pushed himself upright to snake an arm around my torso and pulled me in against him. He rested the side of his face against my chest while holding me in his arms. “It’s probably going to be an insane dumb question or maybe even useless. Are you alright?” I asked him.
I felt his bod
