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“I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t go visit you when you weren’t mine anymore. You would wake up and have to go report in somewhere; you didn’t belong to me, and I think it might have ruined me if I saw you. It might destroy me all over again.” Am I helping other Enzo with his life? Is this closure? Are we having closure?
I start taking off my shirt, and Elle crawls into the tent to hide.
“What are you doing?” Another Enzo asks, but Enzo, in my reality, would already know.
“Haven’t you ever wanted to do something wild and crazy?” I push down my shorts, and I feel the breeze everywhere.
“I think every day with you was wild and crazy.”
“You make that sound like a bad thing! Come on, hurry; if we can run fast enough, we can jump on the clouds.” I put out a hand, and he stares at it. Enzo’s shoulders fall, but he takes my hand.
“Phoebe, Phoebe stop.” But I pull us through the darkness; my feet are barefoot.
I am free.
I am found.
“You’re not Enzo from another reality, are you?” I turn, and the moon hits his face as he tightens his jaw.
“Rachelle sent me your location. She thought it was a good idea before you guys got all hyped up.” He looks sad; I don’t know if I have seen him sad before.
“Why’d you come?”
“Because I wanted to see you, spend time with you. I thought Rachelle told you; she made it seem like….”
“Like it was my idea, I wanted you here.”
“Yeah.” Enzo kicks at the flat surface.
“I do.” I walk toward him, I put my hands on his face, and when my eyes go up to his, I find him. “My Enzo.” His hands go to hold mine, keeping them locked on his head.
I close my eyes before our lips meet. I wrap my arms around his neck, and Enzo lifts me up until my legs automatically go around his waist.
“How did you find me?” My words sound heavenly, ethereal almost.
“I just had faith I never lost you.” Enzo’s mouth smooths itself against mine; the feeling isn’t like others we’ve had. We mold like butter, soft and tender toward each other.
Our tongues licking the inside.
Passion ripples throughout my body as Enzo’s hands cling to my skin, igniting my flesh with familiarity. We kiss until I am sure we are sore, but we kiss because the language we have now isn’t romance, isn’t forgiveness, but the possibility of a new beginning.
Chapter 17
Kenzo
20.2506° N, 105.9745° E Ninh Binh Province, Vietnam
Thisisthelongestflight by far. Almost a whole day is spent in airports and on flights. Twenty-two hours, and you find new ways to entertain yourself. I try to sleep a few times, but I am too excited. It feels like old times, back together again, us flying off somewhere new for us to explore.
Technically, we aren’t flying together. We are meeting Phoebe there. Connors came with me, and so did Thomas. I asked where she was headed next, and she said here, and I said, okay, I’m there too. This time, she answered the phone.
Phoebe didn’t come to visit me when I was in Hawaii. But she did reply to my postcards a couple of times. It was small, but it got me through the times I doubted what we had.
I could tell my buddies were thinking I was hyped on something. But I couldn’t tell the dudes I spent the last five years getting to know that I was hyped up on love.
When I went down to Joshua Tree, I thought we might hang out. But we had a make-out session worthy of being written by Greek gods.
“Excited about something, Kenzo?” Thomas sees my bouncing knee, but I don’t say another word.
