Mato
Moving back in with Zack felt different this time and I wasn’t even sure why. I still didn’t trust him and, despite the fact that we were both trying to make this work, I was still unsure. I wanted this to work. I wanted to be with him, but I was worried that he would make the same mistakes.
“Hey, babe,” Zack greeted as he came into the house. I was comfortably seated on the couch in front of the TV, and I glanced over to see him head for the kitchen. I had been back in his house for two days and every day was the same. We woke up together, we had breakfast together, then we showered – with some light groping – and then we both went to work. I was home before him and when he got home, he would head straight to the kitchen to cook up some dinner. Usually, I would go ahead and join h
