He was once the man who tucked me into bed, kissed my mom goodnight, and promised to keep us safe. But when he walked out of my mom’s life, he walked out of mine, too. He disappeared.
Ruined everything we had. Then, through a chance encounter you might call fate, we meet again. He’s back in town, and he says he wants to make up for the time we lost.
Take care of me again, like he used to. I want that, but I also want him in a different way than when I was younger. It’s dirty. Wrong. Inappropriate as hell.
But I crave it more than I crave my next breath. Even if it’s wrong. Even if he’ll leave me ruined.
