“Fuck yes, good.” Faith panted like an animal. He was staring at her again. Porn I can process and react to these feelings myself.”
Chase made a fumbling motion with his hands. Faith, now standing up, mumbled, “Wow,” as she herself stripped her pants and underwear. Chase could feel his emotionless facade melt away as the woman he was infatuated with held him tightly, and lifted her head to look him in the eyes. Same point I made earlier.” Chase shifted to look at Faith. Way more. Their nights together were, instead of a brief reprieve from the chaos of their daily life, the reason they went through their daily life. He’d take a shallow love over an unrequited one, any day, had their situation only been different.
