A Daydream
My mind, which usually ran a million thoughts per second, completely short-circuited when he said, "Please don't leave me."
The crisp scent of cedar on him, his steady heartbeat against my chest, and that trembling, pleading voice at my ear swirled together like three tornadoes. It spun my reason, shame, anger, and hurt into a chaotic mess.
The word "Darling" had always sounded sweet over the phone, but when Yoel whispered it against my ear, it ignited a fire inside me, sending every hair on my body standing on end.
I tried to push him away, but he didn't budge. He held me like a hydraulic press.
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