Now That You Mention It

by Kristan Higgins

I touched his arm again. “I’ll stay with you, if you want.” He looked at me with those dark, lovely eyes, which grew wet again. He gave the Yankee nod and looked back at the floor. What the heck. I slid my hand into his and gave it a squeeze. He squeezed back, his hand big and rough and calloused. He didn’t let go.

𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 😘