Chapter 58

A kind of sadness overwhelms me as we lay there in stunned silence, relishing the aftermath of the magic we just experienced with our bodies, the sadness as I come to the realisation that no man after Linc would ever measure up. This was the standard I would be holding onto for the rest of my sexual life. I feel sad for myself. Because I can't even see myself moving on from this. From him.

"That was..." Linc's arm is wrapped tightly around me like he is afraid I would disappear. Our skins are slick with sweat around each other. It should be uncomfortable but it is not. Limbs intertwined, I couldn't tell where I ended and he began. And it is perfect. Just perfect.

"Yeah. It was..." I agree, my eyes glazed. With both unshed tears and nostalgia at something that is not even here yet. Grief from the future.

I know Linc is watching me, so I keep my eyes to the ceiling. I don't want him to know the thoughts running through my head. That I was already thinking about an end to us