ELEVEN

Derek

I was relieved that this week was half finished. I was unsure of my capacity for more. Skye and the conclusion I had reached while playing golf with her father had been on my mind nonstop. Since, deep down, I truly didn't want to end things with her, I hadn't been able to summon the courage to call her over. Nevertheless, there were a lot of things at risk, and our connection could absolutely destroy everything.

My phone was vibrating on the side table next to the couch, so I sighed and went to get it. The moment I saw Skye's name on the screen, my chest began to tingle. I didn't want to pick up the phone, but I knew I couldn't ignore her.

“Hey,” I said, answering .

“Hey. I wanted to see if I could come by,” she said .

“Sure,” I replied. “The door will be open .”

“Okay,” she said. “Be there in five .”

I smiled and looked up from the couch when she entered the room. In a small T-shirt with a rainbow on the front and a pair of short knit shorts, she looked adorable. She strutted