Evelyn
The second I close the door behind Alexander, he scoops me up in his arms. I giggle in delight, but it’s not that simple.
Even knowing that he didn’t intentionally kill my dad doesn’t change the fact that he did. Guilt burns through my veins that I’m taking pleasure in his arms.
I clutch onto Alexander as he brings me to the bed, dread simmering in my gut at the idea of what’s about to happen.
Then relief floods me as Alexander pulls me in to spoon me sweetly on top of the bedspread. He doesn’t undress or try to undress me. He doesn’t grind against me.
He just pulls me close and kisses the top of my head.
As much as I crave him, I think this is about all I can handle right now.
We lay there on our sides quietly for a moment, just soaking in each other’s warmth. Holding each o
