Elvis
This wasn't how the evening was supposed to go.
I had sat across from her at dinner and said the things my brain had decided were logical and reasonable while my heart ran a separate race; it didn’t quite agree with what my brain said.
Love is a luxury I don’t want to offer to anyone. Emily has taken that from me. The willingness to be open, to hand someone your trust without already preparing for what happens when they put it down badly.
My body and mind can’t think straight because of how good the s*x is. It’s crazy that I'm only getting to know this part of myself later in life.
I’m not a s*x freak; in fact, I have gone a full two years without being intimate with anyone after Emily happened.
Hazel looked at me from across the table, face giving nothing away. She took the
