Addie
April
To say I'm nervous is one of the biggest understatements of the year. I've worked hard the past few weeks trying to figure out who I am and where I want to be. Most of that work has been done internally, even though I have spent time talking to Wild about it off and on. Usually after I've spent the night with him and he's holding me in his arms. He's a good listener, one of the best, if I'm being completely honest.
“Why haven't you talked to your mom about what's going on with you? I know I've only been a part of the Heaven Hill family for a short time, but I don't see what the issue would be if you talked to her about it." He trails his fingers up and down my bare arm.
I'm quiet for longer than I would like to be, but I know the answer, I know exactly why I haven't asked h
