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Unsure what to do next—for the last six weeks, this was what I’d been doing too; living in solitude with nothing but my thoughts—I stared out the window by the rocking chair, my arms crossed, waiting for Savannah to emerge from the bathroom, as I watched the white flutter to the ground, slowly building.
In a one room cabin like this one, the only place to hide was the bathroom, and hiding was exactly what she was doing.
Eventually while staring out the window, my gaze glossed over and I was no longer watching the steady snow fall, but remember the early morning hours, when Savannah slept beside me and I watched her.
When she rolled to her back for a moment, before rolling into my side.
When she placed her head on my chest and sighed softly through slightly parted lips.
Remembering the sound had my dick swelling again, just as it had much earlier this morning. All I’d wanted to do was wrap her in my arms, hold her tight, get as close to her as I could.
But that wasn’t what friends did.
What would my future look like without Savannah in it? I wondered. If the words we just shared fully and finally scared her away, how would my days look?
No longer would I have those moments that I looked forward to. At least, not every day. Knowing her, she’d probably quit O’Gallagher’s. Maybe even find a new apartment.
Us living in the same complex—again—was a little bit coincidental. It was near the light rail which worked for both Mitch and I, and the complex had a two-bedroom available when our other choice wouldn’t for a few more weeks after when we’d needed it.
For the longest time, I thought Savannah and I ended up in the same places because we were meant to be with one another.
Even if not romantically, she was my person.
My mom once told me that soulmates didn’t have to be romantic; you could have a soulmate that was a friend.
But thinking back to that conversation, back to when I sat on the couch in my parent’s living room when I was eighteen, getting ready to move away for college, and telling my mom that I feared losing Savannah’s friendship...
She held my hand and smiled at me, her voice soft, telling me that the soul knew what it wanted, and we were drawn to certain people. “Your soulmate can very well be a very best friend. It doesn’t have to be someone that you fall in romantic love with. You two were drawn together since the first moment you met. Your friendship was meant to be and can survive anything. Although...never mind.”
My mom knew that I loved my best friend. I now didn’t have a doubt in my head that that was the direction her thoughts were going.
“What do you mean, you haven’t talked to Savannah this week?” My mother scolded me on the phone when asking about side dishes for Thanksgiving, two years ago. “You live right down the hall! You work together! Please tell me you didn’t do something stupid to hurt her.”
“I haven’t done anything stupid, mother. We just have had crazy different schedules.” Even I knew the excuse was weak.
“Well, you talk to that girl, and ask her if she wants green beans or asparagus. ‘Haven’t talked to her’,” she scoffed silently. “You haven’t not talked to her hardly ever in your lives. Don’t think you’re too grown for a good ass whoppin’ if you hurt Savannah.”
I didn’t doubt it but again, “I didn’t hurt her, mom.” At least, I didn’t think so.
If anyone hurt anybody, it was Savannah who hurt me. I was at least grateful she was kind of talking to me these days.
The bathroom door opened and I turned toward the woman who held my thoughts.
Savannah walked out, holding her pajamas to her chest as her wet brown hair fell over a shoulder. She never was one for a lot of makeup, but now, fully fresh faced, she reminded me so much of the young girl she once was.
She’d always been a pretty girl, but my God, she grew up to be a beautiful woman. She constantly took my breath away, even when I was struggling to figure out how to mend our bent pieces.
“It’s snowing.” Captain Obvious, that was me.
She tipped her head slightly to look around me, and I watched her brows raise. “Shit. It’s really snowing.”
Turning, I looked to see what she saw, and sure enough, sometime in the last however many minutes, the sky truly opened up. What little snow I had watched a bit ago, was now coming down harder, thicker. I couldn’t see our cars out the window, and they were only a few feet away.
I heard Savannah sigh, turning back to her as she deposited her clothes on the bed and picked up her phone from under her pillow. She punched things onto the screen, and then groaned aloud. “Well, shoot,” she mumbled, and I stepped closer, wanting to see what she was seeing.
“What’s up?”
“Blizzard warning.” Her words were still mumbled as she moved through her screen. “And the radar looks bad.” Finally, she turned the phone to me and sure enough, the radar made it look like it was going to be snowing for a good while.
