Betraying body syndrome, Mamma once called it. When you’re powerless to carnality, despite your mind knowing better. She’d been trying to comfort me before my wedding to Mateo, saying that as long as he made it good for me, my body would learn to enjoy it. The mind, she mused, was a different battlefield entirely but one she swore could eventually be conquered, citing her own success in the matter. Problem was I already knew what it felt like to want your lover, and there was no chance Mateo would have ever compared. Even now, as I try to brush off my body’s reaction as biology, I know her
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