I tightened my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I was negotiating the release of nine hostages in a bank robbery” he said resignedly. Sarcastic. I can see pure pleasure. “No, I’m not” he looks at me “Honestly. And I moan again, wrapping one of my arms around his neck and covering my face with it. I’m not used to crying in front of strangers. I know I can’t get the suicide out of your head. I gasp and look at him. “Jeez, you are beautiful” he says and I look down again. My body was completely numb and I had a ball of ice in my stomach that was trying to escape through my mouth. “Calm down, I’m not trying to stop you, I just wanna talk” he says and looks down, grimacing and whistling “Damn, that’s high.”
I turn over again, facing the open air and trying to recover my breath.
