Sometimes you’ll lead, sometimes you’ll follow. Expect you’ll grumble about the following part for a while yet.
That sensation of being caught – claimed – challenged me on the deepest level.
I would always be obsessive when it came to her. I’d come to accept that. Eventually, she would, too. “There are things I can’t give you. Don’t fight me on the things I can.
She can’t change the past.” “It’s not the past she’s thinking of.” He set his hand briefly on my shoulder. “It’s the future.
And yet I understood the alienation of being around others who couldn’t really see you or chose not to. I’d felt the self-loathing that came with being a fraud, protraying an image of what you wished you could be but weren’t. I’d lived with the fear that people you loved might turn away from you if they ever got to know the true person hidden inside.
I breathed him in, feeling the effect of him – his nearness, his support – permeate my being. The smell of his soap was muted now, the naturally seductive scent of his skin altering the fragrance into something richer and more delicious. When I was restless, he settled me.
Would the day ever come when I would see her and not feel the earth shift beneath my feet? She.
You make me happy,” he said, in the deep firm tone he used when making an unswayable decision. “I’d forgotten what that feels like. Don’t devalue what you mean to me.
It’s not weak to stand by the person you love when they’re trying to fix a big mistake, and it’s not weak to decide to put yourself first.
He engulfed me, his body so much bigger and harder. I felt safe in his embrace, cherished and protected. Nothing could touch or hurt me when he was holding me. I wanted him to feel that same sense of security with me. I needed him to know he could drop his guard, take a breath, and I could protect us both. I.
She was every promise, every hope, every fantasy a man could have. And she was mine.
I feel for you man. Put a ring on it and bam, the legs slam shut.
He stared at me. “You have a sexual fantasy in which I’m a virgin?“.
When I married your daughter, I accepted full responsibility for both her and her happiness. If there are consequences to be faced, I have no problem facing them.” His.
I was happiest when I was alone with her. She revitalized me, made me anticipate living in a way I never had before. I.
You’re the reason I breathe, I can’t turn it off.” I slid my mouth across her cheek. “I think of nothing but you. All day. Every day. Everything I do, I do with you in mind. There’s no room for anyone else. It kills me that you have room for him.
My mother used to say that a son is a son until he gets married – then he’s a husband – but a daughter is a daughter for life.
She reached for another piece of bacon, then handed it to me. True love.
She was my wife. My most valuable possession; I treasured her. But I loved her slutty and dirty, too. A sexual object for my pleasure. The one woman who could silence the memories in my head and set me free.
That was why we were going to get past this and every other hurdle we faced: We would always meet each other halfway. She.