[Dawn]
Aldo grins and doesn’t stop tracing his circles. I stare at his muscular chest for a few seconds, weighing everything up, before answering.
“You remember when we were kids and there was that summer when you came around and Andre wasn’t home one time and we hung out?”.
Aldo’s grin widens. “Really? Then?” He’s gobsmacked.
I nod. “I know how silly it is. But us just mucking around and having fun together felt so right. So comfortable.”
“We had a fart competition,” Aldo says.
He laughs. Heartily. It warms me.
“Yeah, but we had a fart competition and it was fun.”
Aldo just shakes his head and keeps grinning and tracing his circles. “Well, it’s good to know a good toot can bring people closer.”
I laugh now, and he squeezes up against me.
We lay there, and everything just feels
