Chapter 48

Maya's pov

I lay on top of Noah's chest to catch my breath. Both of our chests our moving up and down in our postcoital bliss. It doesn't feel as foreign as I believed it would. I was desperately missing being intimate with him.

I slided next to him on the bed and he wrapped his hands around me and he slept. I couldn't really sleep so I got up changed into my clothes and as Noah was going tomorrow so I wanted to write a really special letter for him.

I think about reinventing myself a lot

Like I can't stick to one thing long enough.

I do everything a lot.

I talk a lot.

I move a lot.

I swear a lot.

I read a lot.

And maybe I love a lot.

You know when was the first time I realized that I felt for you a little more than you do, it was my birthday.

When Steve left me and I was totally broken you stood by me instead of just leaving with your best friend.