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S, I nodded my head and sed back ether over the last couple of ain He cale appoint with Levi, until I was released and sent back home to my parents, where he turned up every day and just stayed by o, I’d talkedme back to my sorority house, but this was the first ti a kiss to the back ofto the bathroo his jacket as he did

He looked so beautiful dressed up, all fancy in his black suit, his dark hair and colorful tattoos looking sinful against the expensive cut of theless severe on his cheek, and he said, "I’ a shower I’ll be back soon"

As soon as the door to the bathroo my eyes downcast, counted to three

One… two… three…

Snapping irl before , deep exhale I took in her dark hair, slowly thickening up after the heavy loss her relapse caused Her green eyes were rimmed with black and her lips were painted a dark, deep red

You do notto be good enough for hitheain, I stared at the reflection and whispered, "Yes, you are You are beautiful to him He won’t reject you You are beautiful, full stop"

The voice faded into my subconscious, and I suddenly felt heat atin the reflection behindbeyond perfect and dark, only adoration in his eyes, and all er downinto the crook ofh and pulled hiainst me

"Austin…" I whispered and felt heat pool at my core

"Pix…" he said, voice hoarse, and I turned in his arms My palm flattened on his chest, and I lifted on my toes and softy kissed at the white dove tattoo on the underside of his throat

Gripping the nape of roaned "Fuck… Pix… I need you…"

Stepping back, I took Austin’s hand and led hi down at e

Doing as I asked, Austin sat on the side of the bed, and I ranback at e

When he reached out to hold my waist, I stepped back farther, and Austin tilted his head to the side "Pix? What’s wrong?"

Unable to speak with the intensity of what I was about to do, I shook my head and reached for the back zipper of aze never left his

Pulling the zipper down, I closed my eyes and, on a deep breath, let the loose, blackin a pained gasp, and as I openedthe sheets in his fists, staring at me in th testing thein my chest, I slowly releasedsmall and weak, I almost faltered in my action, until a frustrated aze down my nearly bare body

I inhaled a sharp breath

I wasn’t disgusting hi at the importance of the moment, I hooked my thumbs into the sides of htened, I looked Austin straight in the eyes, and tears filled his dark Italian gaze "Pix…" he whispered and, reaching out for th of my chest and stomach "You’re so fkin’ beautiful," he said in a raspy voice "You, like this… perfection…"

Perfection… the goal I’d always strived to achieve

Al inside at his honest words, I replied, "I’m beautiful… with you…"

And then it hit me: I wasn’t afraid any my fears, all my secrets… my soul… myself