I sat on the toilet, my head nodding. “Thin line between lust and hate. Too bad we crossed the line so many times.” I locked eyes with him. “I really wanted us to work out, too, Luke. It’s just, I don’t think that was enough when it came to me and you. And the line kept getting pushed farther away, and we kept finding ourselves on the wrong side of it. And I didn’t call you because I didn’t want to fight anymore, and calling you would’ve led to a fight. And I’m glad you’re here now. Honest to goodness glad. And what did you find out about the bottle?”
His smile returned. It was comforting. A familiar face in an unfamiliar place. “And I’m glad that you’re glad that I’m here. And odd segue.”
I pointed to my nakedness and then the bathroom that was practically falling apart all around us. “
