That’s the issue. That’s why I can’t back down. The thought of sharing a bed with her is too alluring. Actually doing it, though, would be my downfall. I would reach for her at night. I would press a kiss to her shoulder as I was dozing off. In the middle of the night, when the world went calm and still, I’d wrap her in my arms and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Like I’m so hung up on you.
