Do You Want Me? (This Love Hurts, #0.5)

by W. Winters

“If you aren’t on point . . .” she begins and I finish her line for her, “. . . then don’t say shit.”

With a sip of coffee and a deep breath in paired with a longer breath out to calm my sympathetic nervous system—as my counselor sister taught me—I repeat my mantra until I can start from the beginning again.