He’s really here.

He offers his hand. “You want to talk inside?”

“It’s hotter inside.”

“That’s okay.”

I pop the cap of my reusable bottle. Suck down my last drop of water. It’s still cold, but it does nothing to cool me down.

I’m buzzing from his proximity.

My body shares none of my caution. It screams for Ryan. For his lips, his touch, his cock.

For every single thing he can give me.

No, that’s my head.

Or maybe my heart.

All of me wants all of him.

My fingertips skim his palm. “Okay. Inside.” If this is good, and we’re inside, then my body can get what it wants. I can get what I want.

If it’s bad, and we’re inside, then I can fall apart without prying eyes.

But if it’s bad…

It doesn’t matter where I am.

I punch the code into the gate.

The door buzzes. I turn the knob, hold it open for Ryan.

He nods as politely as he always does.

I follow him up the steps, down the hall, to my apartment door.

The key is lodged into that tiny pocket. I fish it out, slide it into my lock, turn it. This is familiar. Like the

night I explained everything.

Like a million nights I let Ryan in.

Then let Ryan in.

I want that so badly.

I want him so badly.

Please be here to kiss and make up.

Please say you love me too.

Because I really don’t know what I’ll do if you don’t.

I push the door open and step inside. “Come in.”

He does. His sandals squeak against the tile floor. He slides them off, leaves them in a neat row by the door.

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