I shift a little, getting comfortable, and he rolls into me to keep his entire body against mine. He’s so needy for physical comfort, and I will never complain about it. I need to be needed. I need to know I’m enough. “I don’t want to change who you are. Ever. Be loud, do weird shit, flirt, get excited about things,” I tell him as I rub his back. “Okay.” His voice is breathy, and I smile.
