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“Who cares about what kind of underwear you had on when you have that body underneath it?”
He jumped into a runner’s stance. “Where are they? I can run fast. Especially when I’m motivated.”
Oh, she would let him breathe as long as he wanted if he did it with that grin on his face and that swagger in his walk.
He loved her for her kindness, her ability to laugh both at him and at herself, and her intelligence. But most of all, he loved her for that feeling he had when he sat next to her on his couch in silence or woke up next to her in bed, that feeling of peace and happiness. That he was with someone who understood him and everything about him. That everything was right with the world.
Good God, sometimes it felt like all of society was complicit in trying to make life harder for women.
Once I learned to trust myself, my instincts, and my emotions, trusting other people was a lot easier.”
I’ve spent so long being afraid of love, because the last time I was in love, the man I loved only loved one part of me, but not all of me, and I thought love meant having to sacrifice a part of yourself. But then I was with you, and you loved every part of me, even the parts I don’t like. And that scared me more, because I thought there must be some trick and that I couldn’t let myself believe it or I’d fall into the trap. But finally I realized it wasn’t a trap.”
