Tangling Hearts

72. Brendan

Chapter Seventy-Two

brENDAN

M om’s Timing: perfect.

I watch Annie’s face go white and she jumps off me. For the first time, I’m glad we were interrupted. I was losing it there for a second. I was swimming in this woman, this woman I’ve known for less than a week, like I was on a high I never wanted to come down from. When I was inside her, it felt like there was no separation between us. It felt like everything was suspended – all the problems in the world – like nothing but us mattered.

I can see how someone can get addicted to drugs now, because she feels like that for me.

I want to keep this high, stay with it.

Sleep in it, breath it in.

Never let it go.

It feels like she is the light and I’m a moth, unable to fly anywhere but straight into her.

Fuck, Brendan, you sound crazy.

As Annie scrambles for her clothes, it occurs to me that this feels right. That maybe I’ve been wanting someone in my life for awhile.

Maybe I didn’t know.

Nah.

That’s bullshit. I know for a fact that I didn’t.

But one thing is certain… I don’t want her to go away.