Chapter 6
I had a strange sense coming over me the following morning. Gone were the worries about whether I snored too loud or if there was a puddle of drool left in my absence—especially since I checked on that one. Nor did I care about having muffed up hair or wrinkled clothes. None of that mattered so much to me right now. I was at peace with myself, almost blissfully content.
Kevin had shown me a type of intimacy I had never experienced before; true intimacy, the kind that doesn’t exist with increased sweat and deep moaning. His type of intimacy was soft and quiet, yet still had enough force to send my heart racing. I was protected, I was secure, and most important I was allowed to be me. Not some guy that fit someone else’s image and who was stopped short by some insignificant flaw.
