I like you. I might even be falling in love with you. We walk to the edge of the sea. The water laps at our ankles, cooler in the evening than it was when we were laughing amongst the waves earlier today. I watch as Sloane tips her spoon upside down; she places it on her tongue and my world flips. I’ve never felt so utterly desperate and gone for a woman in my life. It makes me feel jittery and off balance. I can’t tell if the feeling is good, or if it’s my body telling me I’m risking too much. When Sloane glances over and smiles at me, I find that I don’t care about the risk. If falling for
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