“And what if I want you to? What would you even do?” I get one moment – one moment – to see all that emotion jump the chain he holds it on. And then he’s moving toward me, his hands coming up to cup my cheeks. “This,” he snarls, right before he slams his mouth down on mine.”

“And what if I want you to? What would you even do?” I get one moment – one moment – to see all that emotion jump the chain he holds it on. And then he’s moving toward me, his hands coming up to cup my cheeks. “This,” he snarls, right before he slams his mouth down on mine.”

— Tracy Wolff