Love On Ice
he replied.
That’s what I loved about Eric. He always reminded me that he thought I was beautiful. Chris used to, but lately, he seems to look at me with venom in his eyes. I wish things weren’t so complicated.
“What time is it?”
“7:10,” he said.
“Oh my god, I have to go,” I exclaimed.
Eric leaned closer and nuzzled his face in my neck.
“Not so fast, just a little bit longer,” he said.
I wanted to, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I felt like I should, but I didn’t want to get too attached or comfortable too soon.