No, it's okay. It was just weird. No one has ever called me hot before.Really? Trace frowned. Well, that changes right now. He ceased walking, stopping in the dead center of the pathway and reached for my hands. Jade Cannon, you are totally hot! Trace announced loudly, and people nearby stopped to stare at us after his outburst. I couldn't help but laugh.
But those eyes, those big green eyes of hers, they bore right into me with crippling force. She wanted it too much; the space Tommy had left in her, she wanted me to fill it. And I couldn't. She looked too young and too scared. almost like she didn't really want it either, she just needed it. I couldn't stick it in and fuck her pain away. I did not know how to fuck at all, let alone as therapy.
Not for the first time, I wonder what it would feel like that, to be so beautiful that you don't even realize people are watching you, to be so confident that you don't even have to worry about being nervous or feeling self-conscious. I've spent what seems like my whole life trying to pretend I'm that way. What would it be like to have it just come naturally?