“I just want to hold you, Daisy,” he said. “I know you well enough to know you aren’t ready for us to be intimate. That’s okay.”
“Really?” I asked. “I don’t mean to be nervous, but you make me feel things. Things that my body wants that I don’t understand. It scares me a little.”
I bit my lip as my face turned red. I couldn’t believe I said that to him.
He kissed my hair. “Don’t be afraid. Someday, when you’re ready, we will explore what our bodies want from each other. But I promise I won’t rush you.”
“I had no expectations when I offered to bring you here,” he added. “I want to hold you, sit quietly, and talk. I’ve missed you so much, Daisy.”
I relaxed into his arms and put my head on his shoulder. “I’ve missed you too. Talking would be nice.”
“Did you enjoy your prom?” he asked.
