Chapter 17I should be at your side right now, he typed. To hug you. To ease your pain and stress. But that might only make it worse because I might really be doing it for me, for totally selfish reasons. It would be wrong to take advantage of you when you’re maybe so vulnerable, but I can’t help but imagine comforting hugs turning into passionate touches.
See, I’m thinking about what I want. How much I want you. Hoping the story is true, that you might, maybe, want it, too.
But not now. Like everyone here, you came to compete. That has to come first.
I’ll wait. Maybe when the Olympics are over, we can be together.
I love you, Ben. I. Love. You. I only have to be near you to realize it. Not that I forget when I’m not near you. No matter how far away from you I get, the feeling is there.
