ROARK
M
y thumbs hovered
over my cell phone, poised to create a text, but I just couldn’t figure out what to say. The stool holding me up creaked softly when I shuffled, and I hooked my shoes against the support rung to bounce my knee.
Ally- God, it’d been such a shock to see her here. Staring at the last message she sent me so long ago, I cracked a smirk as memories of our last date flooded my mind’s eye. Autumn had just taken hold, and we’d decided to have our date at her apartment rather than brave the weather. Closing my eyes, I took a breath to smell the phantom scent of pizza, to see the movie we’d watch flash behind my eyelids.
“If you’re going to text her, today would be the day, Roark…” The invasive voice chased away my reverie, and I cracked open my eyes to frown. My nerves
