I head toward the barn. My body is tired, but it’s not the same kind of tired I dragged here months ago, this comes from work and effort. I’m not there yet, I know that, but now I believe I can get there. My phone buzzes in my back pocket. I don’t check it right away, but it keeps buzzing, so I do.
DELTA:
I found the gift you left on my nightstand.
My chest tightens in a good way. I didn’t think she would mention it.
I text back.
ME:
You didn’t have to say anything.
She replies before I can put the phone away.
DELTA:
I did if I wanted you to know I liked it.
I stop walking.
Another message lands.
DELTA:
You’re becoming a problem, by the way.
I huff out a laugh. My fingers move before I think.
ME:
What did I do now.
A pause long enough to make anticipation kick in. Then:
DELTA:
I can’t sleep after you leave in the mornings anymore.
You kiss me, the door shuts, and my whole body stays awake.
It’s rude.
I wipe sweat off my forehead and smile like an idiot in the middle of the barn aisle.
ME:
I can stop kissing you in the morning if that helps.
Her answer is instant.
DELTA:
Don’t even think about it.
My pulse jumps. I didn’t know I needed that until I read it.
ME:
