HANNAH

I hate seeing Aiden leave, but I’m also really excited about getting this day over with so he can come back to me. Hopping down from the counter, I look around his house. I’ve been in here before when he and my parents have had barbecues, and once I’d even snuck into his bedroom and snagged one of his dirty t-shirts. I’ll probably keep that little tidbit to myself, but, man, I love that shirt. I’ve slept with it for months and fucked myself while holding it more times than I can count, surrounding myself with his smell.

I can’t believe I’m getting the real thing now. Memories from...