to give this a real chance.”
She looked at our hands, resting close together on the couch.
Then she took mine.
“I was hoping we’d have this conversation.”
Relief moved through me so visibly that she laughed.
“I’m not interested in seeing anyone else either.”
“No?”
“No.”
For a moment, I could think of nothing useful to say.
She leaned closer.
“So yes, Wesley. I’d like to be your girlfriend.”
I kissed her, and she laughed softly before kissing me back.
Afterward, she settled against my side.
We sat listening
