ELEVEN
“What do you fancy watching?” Jesse asks, leading me to his giant-a*s living room with a giant sectional that would look exceptional to cuddle in, and well, do other things, too, things that I’m not thinking about at all.
I’m having a hard time talking, saying anything of value. Me, Maddie Chase, having a hard time finding something to say. I shake my head as an answer and let him tug me towards the couch, then he lets go of my hand before taking a seat, offering me the whole expanse of that giant sectional so I can sprawl out. Oh, man, oh man.
I take the opposite corner to him, knowing what kind of signal this is sending, and then move closer to the middle, but leave enough space between us that I can run. You know, if I need to.
Jesse doesn’t say anything or bring any attentio
