I twist at my ring nervously and sigh. “I don’t know. Here. With you.” I gesture between us. “I keep forgetting about everything else in my life. Everyone else. But when we’re apart I constantly come back to y—you know what? Never mind. Just ignore me.” The silence that stretches between us is thick, alive and sparking with the heat and reality of my almost- confession. A heat that suffuses my entire body when he finally responds with, “Every fucking day, Sunny.”
