“ Maybe that's what I needed. Another tattoo. Some pain on the outside to ease the pain on the inside. ”
His hand lay across my stomach as he slept soundly. I entwined my fingers with his and breathed through the warmth that seeped through my chest. Such a simple, sweet thing to do, yet holding hands in bed was incredibly intimate.
~ N.r. Walker
And without my consent, with my defences in ruins, while my brain was sleeping, my stupid heart went and fell headfirst into love.
My last thought before falling asleep last night was a realisation that I was falling in love with Andrew. Well, not me exactly. My stupid, traitorous heart.
I think he won a tiny piece of my heart that day. If he didn't have the whole damn thing before then, he certainly had part of it now.