Forty-Five: Blurring Lines

AXEL

She closed the distance between us and she threw her hands around me, hugging me.

For a minute, I stiffened and froze under her hug because I had no idea what I was supposed to do with it. We've never been in this much proximity if it doesn't include a lead-up to sex. Hugs were reserved for people who shared a deep affection for each other, who liked each other and cared for each other, not people like us who shouldn’t even be seeing eye to eye.

People like us who share a risky arrangement that must not and should never see the light of the day.

And here we are, with her hands thrown around me, enveloping me in a hug that I wasn't supposed to like because I wasn't even a hugger, I've never liked the idea of hugging because why should I? Hugging was waste of time when we could use that time we'd waste on hugging for something more productive like fingering or sucking.

But her hug was making me feel something different, something I've never felt before, it was an alien feeling, o