I felt the shirt between my finger and thumb.“This is the shirt you were wearing when I gave you that blow job in the car up north.”
“I remember.”He laughed quietly.“Jerked off to that a few times.”
I felt him stroking my arm with his thumb.I’d forgotten he used to do that.How could I have forgotten?
His thumb encountered my bracelet.
“You kept it,” he said.
“Yeah.It was like carrying a piece of you with me.”
Things couldn’t go back to the way they’d been.But that wasn’t a bad thing.The status quo hadn’t been good for either of us.
“Still you?”I said.
“Still me.”
I squeezed him tight.At the heart of it, we were still us.
“Good night, Eddie.”
“Good night, tapper.”
Chapter Forty-One: New Beginning
Ihadn’t slept so wellin a long time.I woke up holding him, fast asleep in my arms, and for once, it wasn’t a dream.
I carefully put my hand on his chest to feel his heart.Then, an explosive clattering sounded from the apartment and broke the spell.I let him go and pulled away.I didn’t know if it was me letting him go or the fucking racket, but he woke up too.He turned over, and looked at me.
“Morning,” he said.
“Morning.”
“Do you still work on campus?”
“Yeah.Why?”
