I froze for a second. Then I slowly cut my eyes towards the window next to me. I didn’t want him to know that I had read his text. My curtains were pulled to each side of the window. It was pitch black dark outside. Grady’s house was about twenty-five, thirty feet from my house. It was close. He was standing in a window that I assumed was his bedroom. There was a lamp on but nothing else. I couldn’t make out what he was wearing because I was trying to look without looking. I continued to stand there without a shirt on, trying to decide if I was going to respond to him or not when I got an idea.
I turned slightly towards the window and steeled my nerves. My plan was either going to set things between us on fire or it was going to end everything once and for all. I started slowly running my
