It’s been a hard couple of weeks away from Ellis, my craving for the man having reached an all-time high. I can’t seem to shove my feelings down, not anymore. Not like I used to. It’s almost scary, the intensity of my bone-deep desire to hear him, feel him, to be held in his arms. It’s not just about sex, of course. Not in the least. But I won’t lie and say I don’t want that, too. Badly.
