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I shift onI kne to pull my eyes from his face

"We did have sex, Mia We had sex for hours and it was the best, most intense sex of my life And see? There are still details you don’t reht not remember every touch, but ertips tattooed all over my skin They’re in the bruises I can see and they’re invisible, too: the echo of his fingers ininsideas the memories are, none of this is what I really want to talk about I want to knohat he re, before the sex, when I dropped er is weird for me, but it’s not unheard of What’s monumental is for me to have opened up so s

"Apparently I said a lot to you yesterday," I say, before sucking onit withflashes of his teeth and tongue and fingers pinching , but his eyesfor o

"I told you about Luke? And ?"

"I saw your leg," he reminds me quietly

Of course he did He would have seen the scar extending fro the long, silvery gash

"Is that what has you shaking?" he asks "That I saw your naked leg? That I touched it?"

He knows it isn’t The s at hisHe re his unique achievein," I say

"I think it was ot to be nervous"

His lips are so close I can feel their shadow on my jaw "It was "

I press back into the wall, needing space It isn’t just that I’m surprised to find I’ht of his attention, the need I have to feel his hands and ers and the reality that I’m married No matter what happens, I have to deal with this and all I want is to cli and I don’t know anything about you"

"We have plenty of ti out to wet his lips "Till death do us part, in fact"

He h, relieved that finally we can be playful "I can’t stay married to you, Ansel"