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Maybe that’s the real draw to Zander Braithe—these emotions. I’ve never felt anything like it, never felt anything so intense.
Why do I feel so free and… happy with him? Am I… Is this how girls feel when they get dickmatized?
He’s under my skin in a way I’ve never let anyone get before. He’s like an infection, a fever burning through me and stripping away my senses. He’s making me sick and I don’t know what to do about it.
Fuck Zander. Absolutely fuck Zander Braithe and the way he’s making me take even two seconds to consider caring about what someone else thinks.
Zander looks at me like I’m salvation, like he’s caught in the waves of the ocean and I’m reaching out my hand—safety, a lighthouse. I’ve never been anyone’s light.
More, I can’t stand the way he looks at me—like I’m transparent. Like he can see through me. Like he doesn’t care that all the room inside me is empty shadows, because it just leaves space for his light.
I didn’t understand why, or what had changed… but it’s you. Fuck, Zander. You changed everything.”
Who would have thought the person I considered an annoying asshole would be the only person I can see in my life for the long term?
“I said I needed to think.” My frown deepens. “Most people say that when they’re going to break up with someone.” Oh. “I wouldn’t really know that. I don’t date.”
