He stuck the pencil over his ear, looking unconvinced. "Mmm. What position would you be the most comfortable for you?" I couldn't say aloud the answers that popped into my head at that question, but the flush that spread across my face like wildfire gave me away. He caught his lower lip in his teeth, and I was sure it was to contain a laugh. Most comfortable position? What about with my head stuck under a pillow?
Tammara WebberIโve come to ask how you do it. How you feel what I know youโre feeling and then walk away like that.
Tammara WebberI had to stop linking every single thing that happened to me with Kennedy. Realization dawned then, that he was still my default. Over the past three years, weโd become each otherโs habit. And though heโd broken his habit of me when he walked away, Iโd not broken my habit of him. I was still tethering him to my present, to my future. The truth was, he now belonged only to my past, and it was time I began to accept it, as much as it hurt to do so.
Tammara Webber