Make It Sweet

by Kristen Callihan

If you ask, I’ll hold you. I won’t let go until you feel safe again. Ask me, Em.

“If I’m going to be a honey pie, makes sense you’d be the bee.”

“I’m only nosy about you. You’re snoopy with everyone.”

“You honor me with your secrets—you know that, right?”

“You say that like it’s a four-letter word.” The corner of his mouth twitched. “I don’t think it’s a four-letter word. It’s seven.” “Are you sure about that?” “I can count the letters. I’m sure.” “I’m talking about the way you sneered at actress like it meant dirt. But it’s good to know you can count up to seven.”

“She’s the ‘Oh, thank Christ this one likes me. I’m gonna hold on and hope she never realizes what a stupid jackweed I am’ type of woman.”

“I came to ask if you would consider being with me. For however long we have. Just be with me.”

“I made you nervous? I was ready to get on my knees, Em.”

“Center beats cat.”

“We were poorly suited. I was meant for you.”