I inched closer to Kai, the steam sitting like a cloth on my skin as he refused to look up. “Why won’t you look at me?” I asked softly. He breathed out a small laugh, looking nervous. “Because you’re the first woman I’ve said shit to since I got out, and I’m afraid . . .” His chest rose and fell faster. “I’m afraid I’ll want to touch you.”
My poor baby boy ☹️
