Twenty Four

Jordan

I couldn't even sleep at night.

I can't.

My mind always puts images that I don't want, and don't need to be reminded of.

I didn't let go of Jaxon. I didn't care if he was wet. I didn't even care he was naked. I just needed him next to me.

I'm still holding tightly to him. He's softly snoring with his arm loosely around my shoulders.

I started to trace each of his tattoos with the little light that the moon gave.

I don't know why, but I feel like I have to be with him. Give him everything that I can give.

I know. I...