To me the future meant next week, but that wasn’t what she was talking about. We weren’t exclusive, but since she’d just asked me where I saw our relationship going
“Too bad I left my
“Don’t be cute,” she said, “I’m serious.”
I could see that. I tried avoiding her gaze, but those baby blues of hers weren’t going to let me off so easily. She was a nice girl, and I wanted her in my life; I had to figure out a gentle way to tell her I needed our future to look exactly like our past.
ShoeStories™ by Claudia Lynch