He traces my wrists with his hands like he doesn’t know I’m afraid of wrists. I’ve told him. They feel sensitive while his hands hover there before I’m able to move them down to mine. Wrists are just a thin layer of skin and then vein.
I had accidentally cut my wrist on a metal fence when I was little, not deep, but my friend told me I was lucky it wasn’t deeper. Wrists are just a thin