If this is all he can give me, why not take it? Because now I know the sweetness I’ll never have, the love he can’t give. Except it’s more than ability. It’s his choice. Even while he nuzzles against my mound, inhaling deeply, raising goosebumps on my skin, he’s turning me away. By demanding that we do this here, now, instead of in private. There’s nothing here for me. Not safety. Love. Damon.
