Beatrice Nine Years Ago
Myles had taken me out for a date at his house. We picked up burgers from a diner and went back to his house for a movie. These kinds of dates were my favorite. I knew Myles didn’t really have a job or anything so I never expected anything grand, all I ever wanted was his presence. Just being next to him was enough for me to feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I knew stuff like that was cheesy and a bunch of people say that, but I guess that’s why things like that are cliche.
Cuddling up to him on the sofa in his living room was so natural to me by now. It was crazy to think that at one point I used to be nervous about being around him. Now, I just gravitated toward him whenever we were alone.
We were watching some dumb romance movie that I expected to be
