“It’s okay,” Osrik rumbles. “Just be you.” I want to scoff, but I suppress the urge, because…maybe I truly can be me. Maybe with him, everything can be different. So instead, I fall into this impulsive wave of longing, and I lean forward and kiss him. Because that’s what I’ve wanted to do since the moment I woke up. My kiss doesn’t catch him by surprise. It feels like he’s been waiting for me all along.
