“Hey.” Hudson puts a finger under my chin when I look down, tilts my face back up to his. “I didn’t want you to remember so that you would feel bad, Grace. I wanted you to remember so that you could tease me about my underwear and remember our first time and…” He shakes his head. “I just wanted you to remember. But I never want you to be upset or ashamed about what happened between us or how it played out.”
