Bedroom talk

Side by side, Lily and Evan found themselves on the way home, walking through a warm afternoon. Just like the wind, they were silent. Occasionally their hands would reach out cautiously toward each other, as if they had become strangers. Glances between them revealed a still present, if anxious love. Neither of them felt that this was a hostile silence. They were feeling something new and enjoyed the tense silence. Thoughts swallowed them and they woke up in their home.

Lily broke the silence with a whisper, softer than she expected. -I think she was into you. He met her gaze, nodding slightly. Pretty sure you are correct, how bout it? She was holding her breath, thinking she didn't mean anything about it. -we might not see her again. She did mean something about it.