Falling into Rhys feels like falling into addiction, or what I imagine that might be like. Everything with him feels easier. This isn’t the first time I’ve had some sort of friends-with-benefits agreement with someone, but it’s the first time it’s felt like this. Before, it was all just to get rid of the boiling inside of me, a form of exercise and relief. With Rhys, waiting longer than a day to see him again, to touch him feels like torture. I’m torn between loving the way it feels to be with him, and hating how much I love the way it feels to be with him. Not to mention, the man eats my
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