The Tie that Binds Us

I let the words that Atlas just said settle in my mind. My mind was swirling around and trying to make heads or tails of it. “Wow. If I didn’t know better, it seems like we shouldn’t be together. The universe seems like it’s against us.”

Altas looks down at his hands before he looks at the door. “I honestly don’t know what to say.” He pushes himself off the bed, and I grab onto his shoulders. I refuse to let him go; since when did I listen to what the world wants? It was time to take what I wanted.

“You didn’t let me finish.” I settle his head in my lap before I pull his mouth to mine while wanting him to kiss me as deeply as I need. He seems to receive the message when his mouth opens under mine, and our tongues join the fun. I pull back from his kiss to make sure he understands.

I stroke his beard and admire how handsome yet beautiful this man is. Sometimes it feels like we are speaking two different languages, and we need to come to an understanding. Before we do that, I need to ma