Charlotte

“Unless someone went spelunking through your porn history or found those little naked-bedside photos you think I don't know you take of me tangled in the sheets."

"You look...genuinely breathtaking like that."

"I'm aware. Also don't think I don't pose that way on purpose. Consider it performance art for your eyes only.”
― C.F. White, Baby It's Cold Outside

“I love you, Aaron. The way you are. Every ragged, difficult, brilliant part of you. And everything in between. I've never-never-felt like this about anyone. And it hurts."

Aaron's breath caught.

But Kenny didn't let him look away.

"It hurts because one day you might not need me. You'll be strong enough to stand in the world without flinching. You're young and beautiful. And I'm...older and weathered. And if you do choose to walk on your own, I’ll be proud. But devastated. Because this… right here…. This is the best I’ve ever felt in my life.”
― C.F. White, Baby It's Cold Outside

“Kenny understood that. He had to. Because loving Aaron meant more than patience. It meant precision. A quiet discipline. He had to read beneath the surface, to listen with more than ears. To know when to offer steadiness and when to let Aaron reach. Lead without ever taking. To never blur the lines of consent, even when Aaron trembled with the ache of wanting to be led. So Aaron had to choose this. Freely. Consciously. Not because he needed Kenny to hold him together, but because he trusted him enough to let go.”
― C.F. White, Baby It's Cold Outside

“Kenny understood that. He had to. Because loving Aaron meant more than patience. It meant precision. A quiet discipline. He had to read beneath the surface, to listen with more than ears. To know when to offer steadiness and when to let Aaron reach. Lead without ever taking. To never blur the lines of consent even when Aaron trembled with the ache of wanting to be led.”
― C.F. White