I feel this sudden change to my heartbeat’s tempo.
Lying on top of him, half-naked, playing with his hair, was the exact scenario that afternoon. I would love it every time he kissed me, with our tongues playing with each other. He would say “I love you” at the most random times. He would hold my…
Dear God,
I will sacrifice my first-born child if you promise not to let my teen sisters become like this faindy girl.
Ugh.
