Come Here (Nick Version)

He never turned off his phone at night, just in case she wanted to call. One night she finally did. The reception was spotty in his apartment, so he went outside to the patio, where the cold night concrete made his calves ache. If it were anyone else, he would have taken the time to grab his shoes and jacket. If it were anyone else, he would have let it ring.

He was so choked up when he answered the phone that he had to cough before he could get his voice to work. “Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” she said.

***
Title by: Dan Goodwin
Story by: Nick

I like this story!

Undo

Related posts:

1. Cecilia
2. A Stray Cat Named Bill Cosby
3. A bleak afterthought (Jenny Version)
4. Why Not to Say “Cock Ring” on the Bus
5. I pretend I’m not in love with you