Icebreaker by A.L. Graziadei5/11/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() I was gonna fall asleep to Spider-Man if you wanna…” He trails off and avoids looking at me. We face each other, crammed into a space the width of a bedside table for what feels like minutes but is really probably only a second and a half before Cauler clears his throat. I stand up, but he doesn’t go back to bed. I stretch, the pins and needles feeling in my spine gone for the moment. “Better?” he asks as I push myself to my knees. It feels like his fingertips linger on my skin for a moment before he stands up, but that’s definitely my imagination. I close my eyes and straight-up groan.īut then he moves his hands and does the same to my lower back. The entire upper half of my spine pops like bubble wrap. He rubs circles between my shoulder blades with the heels of his hands, then pushes down. I hold my breath at the first touch of his hands on my skin. Is that weird? Would it be weirder to close them? God, I hope I don’t have any bacne going on. I straighten my arms by my sides and lay the side of my face on the floor. ![]()
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