“My hand found its way back to her knee. I hoped it was to comfort her. I’d hate to think that my right hand was straight. “Soon. I’ll call her this afternoon and get back to you.” She nodded. I removed my right hand, thankful that I was left-handed. I’d hate to have to try masturbating with a straight hand. It probably wouldn’t cooperate. And then where would I be?”
“My left hand is my bad hand. I spank it with my right hand. You might call it clapping, but I call it discipline.”
“He squeezed her hand back and made a sour face. “I hate when you use logic against me. It takes my knees out.”
“I raised my hands, trying to shush her."Don't shush me," she said, eyes blazing. "I hate being shushed.”
“He took her hand in his and kissed her fingers, then shook his head. “I wouldn’t have let you get away. I was angry and I acted foolishly, but I would have gotten you back. Whatever it took, I would have gotten you back. You’re my answer, Zoe. You’re my salvation.”
“Mum handed me back my engagement ring and I slipped it on. I found the weight of it around my finger comforting, as it Todd was holding my hand.”