When he stands tall, nearly seven feet of muscled perfection, I’m drawn to him in a way that has nothing to do with the way he looks, and I wonder if it’s the same for him. I hope so… and also not. I want him to want me because he thinks I’m beautiful, but I don’t want him to ignore the ugly either. I want someone to love me for the ugly and the beautiful, and every shade in between. True vulnerability is being seen for everything you are, the good and the bad, and Zeke is the first person I’ve let see every part of me. The fact that he seems to like me, just the way I am, is breathtaking and
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