Karla laughed as she and Cache snuggled together on his couch. She hadn’t anticipated quite how long she’d need to stay, but he said he didn’t mind. They’d enjoyed the chile verde pork burritos she’d made, and he’d told her all about the dairy farm in Nevada where he’d grown up.
She sure liked listening to him talk, but when he’d put a movie on the small TV in the living room, that was fine too.
He’d fallen asleep the moment the movie had started, but Karla didn’t mind. She liked the weight of his arm across her shoulder, enjoyed the deep, even way he breathed, and she craved the warmth of his body beside hers.
She giggled again at something on the movie, her thoughts straying left and right as they’d been doing since he’d dozed off.
She wanted to admit she liked him. Wanted a relation
