I felt stupid. Stupid and needy. Why did he even want me?
“Angel?”
“Kind of.”
“Why, baby?”
“That first time you carried me to bed I’d fantasized about that before it happened and then you did it. And it was beautiful. And then the next night I didn’t want to presume to climb into your bed and you did it again.
And the other times were just flukes most of the time but last night you felt distant and I wanted you to carry me, so you wouldn’t feel distant, and you didn’t and I…” I didn’t know how to finish.
“Thought we were havin’ problems? Thought I was pulling away?”
“The K-kruna stuff is so ugly, Drake. I started to wonder if you knew more, if you’d seen Jason’s tapes. If you knew how bad, how dirty I am.”
“What?”
“I’m tainted. I’m dirty. I’m too dirty for you.” Too needy, too bro
