Hazel
Two days, that's how long I had been sitting in this place, going nowhere, doing nothing useful, living entirely inside my own head.
The office had given me the rest of the week to recover. That was the official reason I hadn't gone back.
But that wasn't really it.
You know when you longed for something and finally got a taste, and how that taste hits so hard that you can’t stop yourself from thinking about it all over again.
I've been questioning my s*x life for the past 48 hours. What have I been experiencing and calling an o****m? Is it what Jarvis made me believe or what I actually felt?
Jarvis was my first. First kiss, first love, first everything, we had found each other when I was barely nineteen, and I had handed him all of those firsts without a second thought because
