Sugar Part 2
Robbie’s bedroom felt secluded and safe as though it’d been shut off from the rest of the world. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d just lain with someone; bodies, warmth and a shared afterglow. It felt better than anything. Outside the window the day crept closer, the sky glowing with a pale early-morning hue. Two chipped mugs of steaming black coffee were balanced precariously on the edge of the bedside table.“Why’d you turn the light off?” I asked.Robbie shifted. “What, last night? I...
Reluctance