Chapter 70

He leans back. “You are so open.” I know he means it because he doesn’t toss in “phenomenal.” I mumble thanks. “This may seem really random. In just this short amount of time, I feel this connection. I’m not imagining it, me and you, this, am I?”

“Imagining?”

His palms turn up. “Us.”

I sit up straight. “Okay.”

“Doing it all by yourself…all this…life…details, minutiae…it’s so wearing, you know? Of course youknow,” Chaz says.

“My learning curve has had more squiggles than I counted on, Tracy and Matt tonight being the latest. I hear you.”

“Am I moving too fast?” He shakes his head. “I’m moving too fast.”

Actually, we’re circling each other, yet remain still.

“What’s too fast on a planet that’s melting?” I try to joke.

He pauses. “You’re adorable. But you know that.”

No, I don’t know that. Tell me again.

“I’m not doing this very well. I blame the Grey Goose.”

I drain my glass of water.

“God! I’ve unnerved you with this verbal foreplay.”