DAHLIA My tone was snappy. I heard it and felt a bit stupid for acting like I owned him or worse...that he owned me any explanation about his life and what he chose to do with it.

Still, I couldn't help the emotions within.

"You are angry, I underst..."

I climbed out of the bed, picking up my clothes and putting them on. "I'm not."

He did the same and when we were both fully clothed, he pulled me to him. My back was to his chest, his breath fanning the skin on my neck.

I wanted to pull my ...