They were not touching, not quite, but she was close enough to feel the heat of his body, and see those two little grooves that his glasses carved into the bridge of his nose. She still wanted to ask him if they hurt. Or if they had hurt once, but he’d grown so inured to the pain that he didn’t even notice it anymore.
this quote is actually everything to me!! yall just have to get it!!! it’s so cutesie pootsie!!!
