The music was loud so he leaned in to talk in my ear as I put my hand gently on his back, the tight curve of his muscle that I wanted to taste, his heat. I could feel his temperature spike when I touched him, both of us so aware of our contact.
But what is there between us?
It’s not good, and I mean REALLY good, unless there’s something between us. Otherwise, it’s only about convenience and someone always gets hurt.