"I got what I wanted. I don't need anything more." Jonathan informed Edward as he continued to play with his hair. He didn't know how desperate he was to actually be touched like that by Edward, the ides was a little overwhelming. He could touch Edward's body but Edward touching his?

His scrawny, strange body? No. He didn't like the idea. He just wanted to stay in this moment. "He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts."