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198 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 12, 2016

I have no desire whatsoever to have sex. I’m not repulsed by it, just not interested. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want a companion. And it doesn’t mean I can’t connect with someone. I don’t have to be sexually interested in someone to feel like my world is better with them in it. It’s a different kind of love than loving my sister or my son or my friends. It’s like ... this is a person who’s come into my life and changed it, and I want them to stay.”
Love is love is love is love is love.
Zafir’s weight shifted, and rocks and sand crunched as he stepped a little closer. His shirt was a light breeze away from touching mine. He lifted his hand off my forearm, and I held my breath. Even before his fingers moved into my peripheral vision, I knew what was coming.
Eyes locked on mine, he touched my face. My heart was going impossibly fast now. I was vaguely aware that we were out in public, and someone might lean over the guardrail above and see us, but I didn’t care.
His hand slid around to the back of my neck, and with the faintest pressure from his fingertips, he drew me toward him.
Our lips met.
And everything . . . faded.


