Kayden
Have you ever wished something had happened earlier in your life, before you became a mess?
That was exactly how I felt with Rhys. I had hoped I had met him when I turned eighteen, or even twenty.
Having him this close now didn't seem late, but I wished I had had him all along.
"Are you alright?" Rhys asked as he positioned himself in front of me, his huge frame making the tub feel small, even though it was big enough for both of us.
I shook my head.
"Come on, Kayden, tell me what's bothering you. Let me get into your mind," he said, placing his hand on my left cheek. "Remember, we are not keeping any secrets from each other anymore, so if anything is bothering you…" He splashed water on my face. "You'll tell me."
