"I know. I'm sorry." Booker just got so lost in his own head, in his own grief, he couldn't be close with them for a long time. "I'm here now. I won't go far like that again."

Well, he'd try. Booker wasn't sure he could trust his own mind or heart on that one. He would give them all his best though and let them love him. He would let himself love them in return.

He pressed her against the side of the pool and nudged his thigh between her legs for her to grind against. His hand cupped her breast as he returned to kissing her over and over until his lips felt swollen from it.