Page 25 of Hold the Line


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Alex

You see me every morning.

Liam

You know what I mean.

Alex

I know. But I need to sleep. We've been up so late every night.

Liam

One hour.

Alex

Liam.

Liam

Thirty minutes.

Alex

If I come over we both know it won't be thirty minutes.

My pulse kicked up. I typed before thinking.

Liam

Would that be so bad?

Alex

It would be the opposite of bad.

Liam

Then come over.

Alex

I can't. Not tonight.

I stared at the ceiling and pictured him in his dorm across the river—lights off, phone glowing against the pillow, that perfectly made bed he was already under. Alone. Same as me. Two miles of dark water and brick and bridge between us when there should have been nothing.

Liam

Then tell me what you'd do if you were here.

A long pause. The dots appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again.

Alex

That's dangerous.

Liam