Ten: Whe
Bir
la
lden light over the photographs Mom had set up: childhood snapshots of me grinning with missing teeth,
n't flinch every time he touched my shoulder.
ests came and went, Mom's friends from the gallery, a few classmates from school I barely knew, a
was the
ni
close enou
se enough
like it was a shield. Every so often, our eyes met across
arp. But his jaw kept twitching like he was grindin
aw
dropped when I la
rkened when I t
the counter when someone
like a man
love
holding the cake in front of me as
lickering candles
sed m
'd stop pr
w the
he champagne. Someone turned on the music. The house buzzed
most people had left. His voice was lo
ing in. "Does it mak
ed. "It make
thundered
ck before I c
king. The storm ke
to a last-minute opening out of state, she left in a rush, kis
eft us
he two
the
elt too big
ngerous. She had kissed my cheek, smiled through her lipstick, and apologized for the sudden trip.
she
we wer
d gone dim, the guests had vanished like smoke, and I'd
hat stayed was t
t one of Daniel's old sweaters I'd stolen from the laundry months ago, too long in the sleeves, soft arou
ightee
e boundaries that
lly. Not
es we built
ck broke t
t as my door
't step
r damp from the shower, shadows beneath his eyes like he ha
appy birthday again,"
me upstairs," I said,
he sweater. His sweater
. The door clicke
said, voice strained. "You d
whispered
ldn't bear to look at me.
burn w
"Don't.....don't sa
. "I've stayed quiet. I let you preten
d at his sides. "This isn't just about wha
eady des
broke
h and heat and surrender. I gasped into him, fingers fisting his shirt. There was no hesitation thi
sped. "God, I tr
d, dragging him with m
alls. But inside, all I could hear was the sound of our breathing
I pulled him on to
and deeply. He thrust inside me."You're
he had left, it br
owed wasn
was
gg
cl
ng a prayer. The storm outside didn't compare to the one between us - every
e, he brought out his Dick and I at
ent, he ju
there was no
rt of him