Damian
My insides are trembling despite what I trained my outside features to look like. He had followed me? What sort of crazy had he become? Maybe he just figured that the friendship between us could surpass any type of behaviour- in which case I think he might be correct.
I keep forgiving the wrongs he does to me.
Teasing him and hoping he’ll give in, I am almost half done and very surprised when I hear the glass door slide and Bryan enters the shower. I refuse to turn around and look at his face…that dimpled chin will send me into chaos, If I look into his hazel greens- f*ck…his hand comes over the small of my back and my breath catches.
Never had I forgotten what his touch felt like but having it on me after all this time.
Why had he even come to see me? I had blocked and un
