Chapter 7

You slid your arms beneath my sweaty back, squeezing me so tight I wondered if our bodies would merge.

You licked my ear and then began whispering.

“Is that what it feels like to fall in love with someone? I am so completely into you.”

“In more ways than one.” I reached up and brushed a strand of hair that was glued to your forehead with sweat away. “I feel the same. I could get used to this.” I grinned. “It’s been a long time.”

“I definitely wanna do this again…and soon.”

“Me, too.”

“We’re—the band—going away for a couple weeks. We have shows in Portland, and northern California, but as soon as I get back, I’ll be calling you.”

I tweaked your nose. “I’ll hold you to that.”

You didn’t sleep over, but we held each other on the couch for hours that night, whispering, conspiring over a future together.

With dawn’s gray light creeping in through my windows, I walked you to my door and kissed you just before you opened it.