to tower over me as he tasted what he didn’t even want. I whimpered at that thought. He didn’t even want me anymore. I felt it in how he kissed me with no appreciation or love. Yet, I clutched at his shirt, trying to hold on to the moment as long as possible. He was still a comfort I couldn’t deny myself, a home to me after all this time. He was the person I felt safest with even though I knew I shouldn’t. When he stepped back, he did it abruptly, and I stumbled forward before catching myself. He didn’t even try to help me. “Feels like you think of me a lot, Kee.” “Dex.” I needed to control
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