Why are you doing this?
He probably could have been more tactful in his delivery, but he needed to know. Everything about Jamie was throwing him off balance. He was showing up in their lives like he wanted to be there, participating in activities with Rowan and giving Tyler his old sweatshirt. The sweatshirt was soft, and he already knew he’d never want to take it off.
People didn’t just do things like that, right?
Jamie
I can go if you want.
Tyler
That’s not what I said.
I’m here because I want to be.
But why?
This is hard to text.
Try?
Okay.
We met because I was a ducking idiot.
Ducking.
Duck.
FUCK
Tyler buried his face into the crook of his elbow, stifling his laughter so he wouldn’t wake Rowan up. There was a giddiness in his chest, a nervous anticipation that was both terrifying andexciting.
You okay over there?
Shut up.
Lol.
I’m trying to say that I’m interested in you.
I don’t know.
Maybe it’s just me.
Tyler’s heartbeat pounded in his ears. This was on him now. He’d been the one to draw the boundaries. He’d been the one, over and over again, saying there wasn’t enough time.
All of that was still true. Nothing had changed, but…
It’s not.
?
It’s not just you.
Tyler stared at his screen, waiting, waiting, waiting.
Nothing.
