Sadie
We went back to Brian’s house, and whatever it was between us now, it was good. We sat together on the couch, the same one we’d had s*x on, and we had drinks together. He’d given me wine, and he sipped a beer. The sun was starting to set, and the light that fell in through the window touched everything with a golden glow.
Brian was a good guy. He was there all the time, no matter how up and down I was, and he deserved for me to be better. I wanted to give him more. I didn’t know if I could do that in a relationship, but I wanted to do that with friendship, at least. I wanted him to start being a part of my life, the way I’d apparently been a part of his life for so long.
I sat back against the couch and sipped the wine, looking around the living room. On the bookshelf in the corne
