My Bestie’s Dad Likes Me Wet
Like he actually read them.
I caught myself leaning in, caught myself unconsciously laughing at something stupid he said about character development.
I even told him about the novel I’d been obsessing over, the one that had me thinking sinful thoughts about two Grants instead of one, and he didn’t flinch or look at me weird. He Didn’t judge, He just asked questions, nodded along like my chaos made sense.
And for a second, just a flicker, I felt light. Like maybe I wasn’t crazy and maybe I could want something simple.