“Yeah,” I say with a weird flash of a sense of dread.
But then I dismiss it, when, Willa, phone in hand, uses it to gesture to the ledge below the open-air window at the very front. “Do you want to check out the view from over there first?” she asks.
“Sure.”
Hell, I’m so into her, I’ll go anywhere she wants. Part of me has half a mind to carry her down those damn steps when we leave. I don’t want her to trip and get hurt.
Fuck no.
Of course, I won’t do that. She’d wonder what the fuck is up with me, as that’s something a boyfriend or a love interest would do.
We, however, are just friends.
At least, I’m sure that’s how she feels.
Clearly, I’m beyond that.
It’s okay; I’ve accepted it.
As we step over to the front, Willa gasps. “Oh my God, look at that view. You can see the ocean for miles.”
It is pretty spectacular, so I agree with a simple “Wow.”
We proceed to take pictures with our phones from all angles. I get in some great shots of the waves crashing over the rocks below us, as well as tons of just beautiful views in general.
Finally, the sun begins to set.
“Holy shit,” I exclaim as I motion all around us. “Check it out.”
The whole viewing area is now glowing in a soft shade of orange as the sun sizzles into the horizon.
“Wow.” Willa spins around. “This is stunning.”
“It truly is.”
We take some more pictures, and then I have a thought.
“I know we should get going soon, as it’ll be dark in a short while and they’ll be closing and locking up. But what do you think about staying up here just a little bit longer? It’d be nice to watch the rest of the sunset from up here.”
I’m next to Willa, leaning on the ledge.
She turns to me and whispers a soft “Yes, let’s stay.”
Damn, the glow of the sun makes her look angelic and golden.
God, I want to kiss her so badly right now.
This is such a romantic moment.
Willa doesn’t turn away, and I swear she wants the same thing. It’s in her eyes—the softness, the warmth, the…
Is it lust?
Yeah, I think it is.
That’s it.
I’m done overthinking.
