Loss and Longing

Stevie giggled, she couldn’t agree more. “Fingers crossed,” she said, her hand reaching out and finding its way to his thigh.

It was Grant’s turn to groan now and gritting his teeth, he said “I don’t think you want to leave that there, not unless you want me to pull up on the side of the road.”

Stevie laughed and removed her hand.                                                                                                                         

And when they reached his house, Grant had not even shut the front door before he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

Later lying with her legs entwined with his on his bed, the sheet a tangled mess at their feet, Stevie said “well that outing went well.”

Grant smiled “no one can say we didn’t try but maybe next time we should plan to come here first.”

Stevie laughed. “Yes that may work better. Not that I’m pushing to go out again. I like being here with you.”

Grant looked at her for a minute, his expression serious, “I like you being here too” he said and leaning forward he kissed her.

When Grant dropped her home later that night he got out and pulling her onto his arms he held her for a long time before releasing her.

“Talk to you soon” he said as he moved back.

Stevie knew he was referring to their now regular late night texting routine. It made leaving him each time a little easier, knowing that the last thing she’d see at night would be his words saying good night. “I’ll look forward to it” she said.

“Be careful on the roads” she said and raised a hand as he got into his car again.

Grant waved and pulled away.

“You coming around tomorrow night?” his first text that night said.

“I was hoping you’d ask” she sent “I have a free evening.”

“You don’t have to wait for me to ask. You have a standing invitation. Come by when you’re ready. I’ll cook.”

“It must be my turn” she sent.

“Doesn’t matter. Plenty of time for you to catch up.”

“I should be there by six” she sent.

“Sounds good, I’ll plan to eat at eight.”

“That’s late” she teased, “what are we going to do while we wait?”

“We’ll think of something” he sent back.

Stevie shivered and smiled as she typed “I’m looking forward to it.”

 “See you tomorrow. Night.”

“Night.”