Kole tries to pull back, but I hold tighter, gripping onto him so hard I fear I might be crushing him. He doesn’t fight it. He runs his hand down my back and whispers soothing words like “I’m not going anywhere” and “I got you.” I know we can’t stay like this forever, but fuck, I want to. Right here and now, there’s only Kole, me, and a whole mountain of baggage I can’t let anyone else see. If Kole wasn’t so … Kole, he wouldn’t see it either.
