Lainey POV
Last night was great.
It really was. I want to be fair about that. I had missed s*x with Travis more than I had let myself admit. It had been over a year, and I had started to wonder if my body even remembered how.
It remembered. So did he.
That's the thing about eight years. He knows me. He knows the spot under my ear and the one behind my knee. He knows when to slow down and when not to. He was sweet about it, and he took his time, and he kept looking at me like he couldn't believe I was there. I didn't have to fake a thing.
It was everything I had missed.
And when it was over, and he had kissed my shoulder and rolled onto his side, I lay there in the dark and felt empty.
I don't know another word for it. It wasn't sad, exactly. It was like finishing a meal I had been c
