He huffs out a laugh, and I’m relieved that his earlier awkwardness and sadness seem to have gone. He looks much more like himself, and I sigh inwardly, because God help me, but I like the vulnerability that he’s shown me far too much. Jude was right to be worried because I’m in far more trouble than I’d thought. That prickly exterior of his has always challenged me to be better, but the real him attracts me beyond comprehension. Shit, I think morosely. I’m fucked.
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