I feel her laugh nervously as I kiss her tummy and rub my beard across her delicate flesh. Seeing my stained hands against her creamy skin reminds me of how different we are. But that doesn’t matter right now. All that matters now is that I get to taste a little bit of heaven.

“That’s not what I mean, Paine.” I feel her tense against me, and I look up into her eyes. She looks almost scared.

“What do you mean?” I sit up but leave my hands on her body, ...