So, yeah. Best that I keep my inside thoughts to myself for now.
“Alright, then. I’m still sorry, but as long as you’re cool?—”
“I’m cool, I promise. Cool as a cucumber.”
“Cool. Cool, cool, cool. I think I’ll head out then.” Elliot moves to stand, but I’m not ready for him to go yet. I put a hand on his thigh, my pinky brushing over the exposed skin at a raw edge on the ripped denim clinging to his thighs.
“Wait, do you want to come inside? We didn’t get any of that pizza, and I’ve got leftover Chinese if you’re hungry.”
“Nah, thanks though. I’m tired, and I’ve got to trek down this mountain if I want to catch a car back to my place across town.”
“Are we…I mean…I had a great time tonight, El. I was really excited to have a new friend, and I hope I didn’t ruin it.”
“Aww, Alex. You didn’t ruin anything, I promise. My pride is a little wounded, but that’s a me problem, not a you problem. I like you a lot, and we’re definitely going to be friends, okay?”
I blow out a breath, feeling both relieved that he isn’t upset and bummed that he still doesn’t want to stay.
“Okay. Text me when you get home?”
“I will, promise.”
I pull him into a hug that catches him off guard, if the surprised breath he huffs out when our chests meet is any indication, and send him on his way.
Half an hour later, my phone lights up with a text.
Elliot
I made it home safe. Currently enjoying the lack of incline on my street. You should consider moving to a flatter neighborhood.
Alex
But if I don’t have to climb a mountain to get home, how will I keep my butt fit enough to crack walnuts?
Elliot
Good point. Keep your house on the hill, for the sake of ass-loving folks everywhere.
Alex
Aww, you like my ass?
Elliot
Damn. I walked right into that one, didn’t I?
Alex
Like a wide open door.
Thanks for tonight, El.
Elliot
Sleep tight, Alex.
I plug my phone in to charge and roll over in my bed, suddenly exhausted.
I press my fingers to my lips, nuzzling against the soft cotton of my pillowcase.
