Sneak Peek into Chapter 3...
ight had finally crept upon us as we lay in bed. My head is propped against his arm, our fingers intertwined. I glance upward to take in his tranquil eyes and 5 o’clock shadow, His content smile turns downward. He sits up slightly and lets go of my hand.
“How many times were you sexual with other people,” He regretfully questions.
There was that feeling again. The pit in my stomach had opened and a dry lump had made its way into my throat. This was the question I had been dreading. He isn’t asking to receive closure.