Me
I notice things.
I almost addabout you, but I don’t. Not yet.
Me
It’s cute. You were cute.
Harper
You know, I think you’re enjoying this distance thing a little too much.
I chuckle under my breath.
Me
Maybe. Or maybe it’s easier to say things when I can’t reach out and touch you.
Her typing bubble appears and then stops. And then,
Harper
What would you do if you could?
Me
If I could what?
Harper
Reach out and touch me.
The locker room suddenly feels too loud. Too public. Barrett meets my eye when I lift my head to look around but I pretend to be thinking before I reply. When the coast seems clear, I stand and turn toward my cubby.
Me
That’s dangerous territory, Harper.
Harper
It’s just hypothetical.
I close my eyes and inhale a deep breath.
Me
I’d pull you close. Slowly. Like I’m not in a hurry…even though my heart would be fucking racing. Like it was the other night when I stopped by.
Harper
That sounds like torture.
My mouth curves.
Me
You didn’t seem too bothered.
