Carian Cole

I don't know what's worse - never finding the one, or finding them and then fuckin' losing them."

You danced with me on your feet when I was little. I used to love that."

He moves to stand in front of me and takes my hand in his. "Let's try it without you standing on my feet."

He leans his forehead against mine, still swaying us slowly back and forth to the music, and laughs softly.

He leans his forehead against mine, still swaying us slowly back and forth to the music, and laughs softly.

"Want me to kiss it better like you used to do for me?" she teases.

Fuck, yes.

I stick a bandage over my knuckle, wishing I could put one on what's hurting her, too.

"Your Daddy went to Heaven?"

"That's right, Angel. He did."

"Don't be sad. We can share my Daddy."