I couldn’t even finish chewing what was in my mouth. I couldn’t even reach for my soda. I couldn’t take my eyes off his. I couldn’t stop my dick from knocking my napkin onto the floor, either. I think he understood because even though we think love is something invisible and only felt, sometimes it’s much more than that. This was one of those times14
It must have been noon because the church bells were ringing again. Traditional? Maybe aimed for, but it was actually later, around one P.M., but we’d take the thought for the deed. It actually sounded good, this time. Phil must be figuring out the hang of things, so to speak.
After the ringing of the bells broke my spell, I tuned into the conversation.
Miranda was saying, “I called everyone on my phone, but nobody answered, so I didn’t bring it with me. I guess they’re all asleep, too.”