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I lay in bed, unable to sleep, knowing that Ivy is only steps away... that she's sleeping on the other side of the wall.
I want nothing more than to make love to her but I let myself be satisfied with hand holding and a few embraces. I've lessened my contact with her since she's really started healing.
I need to pull back a little more though, before I do something that pushes her away. I'm afraid that if I keep up the same physical contact we had at the hospital, I'd give in to my desires before she's ready.
I rest a hand behind my head and stare up at my ceiling, barely able to see the fan blades turning in the dark. Turning just like my thoughts.
I tap my fingertips on my sternum as I think of her. Her smile, the smell of her hair, the way her hand feels in mine. I fee
