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“But you’ve tried? To hook up, I mean.”
I frowned. “Yeah, but it hasn’t been great.”
“I get it.”
It grew quiet as we pressed our shoulders together. Our knees were bent, our elbows propped on them, and I had the urge to put my arm around him. But I didn’t know how he’d respond. When our arms brushed, I felt Lark shiver, so maybe I wasn’t way off.
“Besides, I was barely listening to whatever the girl was saying because I was too busy watching you move those hips.”
“Oh my God.” He placed his face in his hands.
“Don’t be embarrassed. You’re good. But you already know that.”
He shrugged. “Just like you know you’re talented on the field.”
“True. It’s funny that I am, when I actually don’t have any aspirations to play beyond college.”
“Maybe that takes the pressure off and you can just enjoy it.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
The conversation took me back to our hospital days, when talking and laughing and being friends came so easily to us. Except that now, the molecules in the air seemed to swirl between us.
“I still have your letter,” I blurted out.
His eyes widened. “No way.”
“I do. I can prove it to you. Maybe I’ll show you—” The rest of my sentence was cut off by someone calling my name.
“Henners? You out here?” It was Spencer, and it sounded like he was right below us. Fuck.
Lark shifted as if about to get up or say something, so I shook my head and placed my hand over his mouth, praying Spencer didn’t hear us. His eyes widened as I hovered over him. When I removed my hand, he remained still, our breaths mingling and our eyes staying connected as we heard another couple of voices—Bones and Flash.
“Maybe he went back to the dorm.”
“Come on, let’s do more shots.”
After they left, we still didn’t move a muscle. Lark’s skin was warm, and all my longing kept me rooted to my spot. It wasn’t like he was trying to get up either.
Instead, Lark’s gaze moved between my eyes and my lips, and I’d bet he could feel me trembling against him. Christ, what was I doing?
“Henry?” His voice was scratchy as he looked at me. “Are you… Do you want to…”
I nodded emphatically as his thumb traced my bottom lip. “I’m scared. I’ve never…”
“You never kissed someone?” There was no judgment in his tone.
“No. I mean, yes. I’ve kissed girls, but never a guy…unless you count me and you saying goodbye at the hospital.”
I heard his breath catch. “It’s no different, just two mouths meeting. Do you want to kiss me?”
My breath was labored as I considered that. I did want to kiss Lark, desperately, and here he was, calling me on it. The idea of it was overwhelming, yet everything in my gut was yelling for me to take this opportunity before it slipped away.
“Yes, very much so. But I’m afraid of what it could mean.”
Okay, maybe that was too honest, but no way could anything happen between us except in private, and Lark obviously knew that.
“It doesn’t have to mean anything other than two people being attracted to each other.”
