We spent the day just chilling on the sofa, watching some movies together. It might sound like a regular day, but the twist was that he was holding me the whole time. He would hold my good hand or put his arm around my shoulder to pull me close.
Surprisingly, I was cool with it. I actually felt safe with him. Deep down, I knew this man would never hurt me. Ever.
But I couldn't help but jump slightly whenever he touched me. I don't know if I'm imagining it, but it sends a wave of tingles through me. It's not unpleasant, but it definitely startles me.
"What do you want for dinner?" He asked after we finished watching two movies in a row.
I glanced at the clock and the wall, "You can send me back to my place now. I have some pre-prepped meals that I can reheat and eat for the night," I sa
