For some reason I wasn’t ready for Baxter to meet my family yet. Maybe it was because they were embarrassing. Maybe it was because they all knew shit about me I didn’t want him to know. Maybe it was because…well. Maybe it was because he was fucking pretty, and all they’d need to do is look at me to see right through the mask I’d had to throw up around him since that night he put me in my place. I deserved what he’d said to me. I’d been a dick. Judged him for his coping mechanism of choice, like it was his fault I was fucking miserable too. Man, what a joke. Ever since he’d been honest with me
...more
