Chapter 160 Kip

• I’m so selfish. She’s not cold, and it’s not that she doesn’t care. She doesn’t have a choice, for Christ’s sake. She loves her mother with all her heart, and how can I criticize her for that? She should be applauded, in this day and age where young people are often condemned for being selfish. She’s looked after her mum for eleven years, with barely a day off to do the things that young people do. She’s so touch-starved that she reached out to a man she hadn’t even met because she needed that human connection. I’ve made her feel loved and wanted. What we have here, tonight, is like a present under the Christmas tree. It’s beautiful and sparkling and, in itself, it’s a wonderful thing, no matter what’s inside it on Christmas Day. I have to appreciate it for what it is.
• Lifting up onto an elbow, I tip her onto her back and move up close. She sniffs and looks up at me with her huge blue eyes, and I’m not imagining it, they’re filled with admiration and something a little deeper, not love, obviously, but dare I say adoration?
• I kiss her, soft and gentle, my lips playing with hers, nipping, teasing, for a long time before I add my tongue to the mix. She sighs, opening her mouth, and our tongues touch, thrust, and dance with one another, our breaths mingling.