“You saved me,” he repeated. The words sounded like they’d been pulled from the depths of his soul. He stepped back and then dropped his jeans, laying his body, mind, and soul bare with me. “Baby – ” “My own parents walked away from me, but you saved me,” he hissed, raising a shaking hand to my face.”

“You saved me,” he repeated. The words sounded like they’d been pulled from the depths of his soul. He stepped back and then dropped his jeans, laying his body, mind, and soul bare with me. “Baby – ” “My own parents walked away from me, but you saved me,” he hissed, raising a shaking hand to my face.”

— C.P. Smith