Madison cradled my head against her running her hands through the sweaty curls. We didn't speak. Maybe both of us were too afraid. I felt sure that if I opened my mouth the unwanted words would burst from my lips. Those three words that had only been spoken to family and friends. Never even once to one of the few people I'd shared my body with.
God damnit! Why her? I silently questioned. Why not someone who would love me or at the very least care? In my mind Madison was still a bitch even underneath the satisfaction we both shared I knew she didn't care. Right?
I tried to get it in my head even as I turned my head to inhale the fragrance of her skin. I couldn't love her. Not even a little, but my heart was already gone. I knew that as surely as I knew my name.
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