“A few weeks ago.” “A few weeks ago? And you didn’t tell me?” “I thought…maybe it’d go away.” “Riley, you should have said something! How often does it happen?” I want to laugh at the irony. He was worried about me drowning. The only thing I’m in danger of drowning in is him. Catching my breath, I confess, “Whenever I’m near you. Whenever you touch me.”
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