“Let me show you what I do.” My desire to give her anything she wants butts up against my bone-deep reservations. “I was taught to never make myself vulnerable. Taking off my clothes and giving someone my back, closing my eyes…” I shake my head. “I don’t think I can give up that much control, Meadow.” “Not even to me?” Oh fuck. I really don’t like that hurt expression on her face. Feels like someone is digging through my chest with a rusted knife. “It’s important to you?”
