Chapter 11: Just as Friends

Three weeks went by as Vincent made it a habit of coming over at least three times a week. We shared story ideas, swam in the pool, watched for the hummingbirds even with Roger a few times. Vincent did not make any moves on me, just acted like a good friend like he said he would. We had gone with Justin and Gwen a few times to places. Vincent and I had the same taste in things and if we did not, we were able to talk and give each other our own opinion without upsetting each other. If he were not over, he would text me and they were friend related. It was the end of summer as we had been sitting on the back porch playing chess. We were even as he was looking at the board. I watched his grey eyes scan each piece repeatedly. He made his move.

"Check." He said removing his hand. It had gotten to the point where I could read his moves. I made my move, lifted my hand, looked at his grey eyes that were still scanning the board and spoke.