“Are you my carriage?” she asked. “Yeah, I forgot my saddle, but you can ride me bareback, right?” the joke slipped out as easily as if we were still a couple and I immediately regretted it. She punched my arm, but a smile played around her lips and my regrets instantly went away. “So that’s a yes?” I taunted and she rolled her eyes. “Stop wasting time,” she muttered, walking ahead of me but she was definitely trying to hide her smile from me. And that made me feel all kinds of good.
