I like Jackson Pearce. He’s kind and compassionate. I like that I can laugh with him and that even the most simple things feel like more fun than I’ve had in years. He listens to me but also challenges me. Most of all, I feel comfortable around him, and that scares me. It scares me because it means that these feelings are real, and it’s not just physical between us anymore. It feels like more than one heated moment that we gave in to, more than this one day.
