Eva
I'm in the kitchen figuring out what I want for lunch when Sam comes in, “Hey are you ok? Your friend shouldn't have outed you like that.”
I sigh, “I'm used to it.”
He squeezes my hand, “You shouldn't have to be. Because it still upsets you. I can feel it.”
I feel so comfortable around him, “I guess a part of me envies how she can just bounce from one lover to the next. She can just live in the carnal moments and be content with that. I can't. I have tried. I can't just have s*x. It has to mean something to me, he has to mean something to me.”
“I think there's more to it,” he says. I nod. I get out the ingredients and we start cooking. “So tell me the story behind it,” he says.
I sigh, “My love died when I was 19. I watched it happen. He made me promise to go on living and find l
