Tease

It was all too easy to fall into step behind Shane. Living this fantasy was becoming a second skin and I could feel myself slipping into it eagerly. This reality was more fun than it should be. Letting him do the things he did to me should have been harder. His firm grip on my hips was too warm, too comforting, too consuming.

I held onto him tightly and I wondered if it was so that I wouldn’t fall or if it was because I wanted to hold onto him? My feet still hadn’t returned to the ground from what he’d done to me in the pizzeria. My heart twisted but also soared. I didn’t know whether I should be this happy or if I should be wracked with guilt.

I didn’t let myself question, wonder, or spiral. I pushed the guilt aside and swallowed down my conscience. Tonight was not the night to wallow. I was going to be wild and reckless. Was this the place to let loose? No, probably not. Was this the best time? Absolutely not.