We climbed into bed, curling into each other. As I held him, my thoughts churned. I was so far out of my comfort zone. I had no idea how to handle Ethan. He didn’t follow any rules, and he didn’t let me lead like I was supposed to. For the second time that night, I thought about calling this off before it got messier. Instead I held him tighter, burying my face in his hair, and let sleep take me. For now, I’d just drink him in for a little longer.
