Melody
There"s something peaceful about being able to sit with Josh and just not do anything. Well, I suppose that"s not true. A Christmas movie plays on my laptop, with the subtitles as big as I can make them, naturally, but we"re not doing anything particularly demanding.
Josh taps my knee to get my attention and I turn to him.
"You okay?"
"You okay?""It"s getting late, do you want me to go?"
"It"s getting late, do you want me to go?"I shake my head without thinking about it. "You don"t have to, if you don"t want, but I wouldn"t mind if you stayed longer." I bite my bottom lip, wondering if he"s going to take it as an invitation to take our relationship another step further.
"You don"t have to, if you don"t want, but I wouldn"t mind if you stayed longer."Do I mean it that way?
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