And damn near instantly, at least ten of my muscles, muscles that had been strained so tight, relaxed. Because he wasn’t warm, but he wasn’t cold. And he was more comfortable than the floor. So much more comfortable than the floor. And let it be said, I knew I missed touch. Missed hugs. Affection in general. But the feel of his body brought a comfort that I was desperate enough to suck up with a straw.
