Page 31 of Sweet Girl
So much for keeping my distance.
“Hey, Ky? Since you’re back in town, would you want to get together tonight? After you have dinner with your mom, of course.”
I can just imagine her chewing on her bottom lip, analyzing how she should respond.
“Um...you mean...meet up over at Cades?”
I chuckle, because that’s what we’ve done in the past. But now, we can do whatever we want. I can tell she’s nervous and maybe unsure of where I’m going with this. I kind of like that. We haven’t talked about anything of substance related to who we are to each other. Only that we’re friends, first and foremost.
“I was thinking you could come over here, to my place. We can hang out. Play some video games. Watch a movie. Whatever.” Netflix and chill was on the tip of my tongue, but that wouldn’t be happening for sure.
I must be a glutton for punishment. I’m torn between wanting something to happen between us, and adamant that nothing should happen. In this case, I can’t have my cake and eat it too.
“Yeah,” she says quietly. “I’d like that.”
“Cool. I’ll be here whenever you want to come over. I’m in Cholla, suite 301. Just buzz in downstairs at the door since it requires a key card and I’ll come down and get ya.”
“Okay, I’ll see you later. I’m not exactly sure when. Probably around nine.”
“Perfect. I’ll see you then.”
I hang up and run my hand through my hair, my fingers picking through the long strands that hang loose. This is probably a really, really bad idea.
But on the other hand, having Kylah alone in my room with me soundsreally, reallygood, too.
