Chapter 24

I couldn't tell you what time it is if I wanted to. I'm sitting in a warm paradise, wrapped in cotton sheets and tangled in burning skin.

Thomas is behind me, his arms draped over my shoulders. He's holding me against his chest as though if he released me this moment would vanish from our memories.

His legs are an either side of mine, neither of us wearing an ounce of clothing.

I draw delicate circles on his arms, intoxicated by this moment. This is purgatory....