The Flirting

I’m flirting with Bravery again.

While we have shared a few hot nights together, one of us is always out the door before the snuggling starts.

So, this will no doubt be another brief encounter.

A searing stare across the room.

A fleeting brush of fingertips in the hall.

A whisper that lingers devilishly long in the other’s ear.

Is it perfect?

No.

But the fact that I’m even in the room with Bravery is a thing to behold.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe