“Kinda like you don’t want anyone knowing you read books with naughty parts?” He gestured to the book he’d set on one of the work benches. “Some things feel…private. It’s not that I’m ashamed. I’m…” “Buttoned up tight. And all I’m saying is you could undo a collar button or two. Life might be more fun.” He wasn’t wrong, and I’d heard similar advice more than a few times. However, something about Finn made me actually want to try, made me want to see who I could be if I relaxed a few of my rules.
