Chapter 25: Sunday on the Beach
Our bare bodies were side by side on his queen-size bed. Post-sexed, somewhat out of breath, and sticky from our combined motion. There, we talked about our boyhoods, and the lousy boyfriends that went with them. Most of our chatter was humorous and we laughed, enjoying each other’s company. The soft and subtle breeze that floated in from the Gulf was amazing, I recall. Nothing like that moment has been comparable since in my life.
Truth is, I had fallen in love with Brayden York that afternoon. My heart had found a way of opening and he now had an entrance to it with his own heart. I felt as one with the man, no longer single, and certainly not alone. Never had such a strong emotion consumed my interior and caused an enchanting smile to surface on the edg
