Chapter 87

I step towards him instead of away and lean down to pull his guitar out of his hands impulsively. Scared to death of how he will react but determined to do this. He flinches with surprise as I carefully whip it away and lay it down on the floor beside him. He’s looking at me like I have lost my mind, yet he says nothing as I try not to let my nerves get the better.

I don’t stop to wait for an invitation, pull his arm out of his lap and climb onto it to straddle his crossed legs, so we are chest to chest and wrap my arms around his neck to cradle my head against his chest. My legs tuck around behind his butt so my body fully encircles him, and I hold my breath for the reaction I know is probably coming, focusing on hugging him the best I can. It’s the only thing I know how to do for him, and I know what his cuddles do for me when I need consoling. I pray this is enough of a start to fixing what’s broken.

He stiffens and doesn’t move at my affectionate assault. Even though