I rest my face on his chest, not tired at all, but needing the closeness. Because I know what I’m about to do borders on the line of deceitful. Which makes me feel like a dick. But when it comes to Richie, I want him to have it all. I’m still working out all the details, but if this job is going to be a possibility, he can’t take any more time thinking about it. I won’t resent him for taking it, and I need him to know that. Even if it means breaking up.
