Dylan
Life is funny sometimes with the way things work out. Having her in my arms just solidifies the fact that I need her, more than I ever thought I needed her before, and the urge to protect her from her ex just builds with each passing moment. When she told me what happened, I saw red. What kind of guy would put his hands on any female and try to force themselves on her? To hurt her, punch her, kick her, abuse her physically, mentally and emotionally. So, being able to hold her throughout the night for the first time in our lives just felt perfect, until I woke up without her next to me. But I wasn’t mad, I knew she would do something like that. What I didn’t expect was the drool stain on my shirt. So I ditched it before heading downstairs to get coffee, laughing at myself. She was ev
