...from Looking for Lily
by Africa Fine
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Jack appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. He was wearing just a t-shirt and shorts, and I became aware of how little
clothing we were both wearing. I wore light cotton pajama pants and a tank top. We had seen each other in bathing suits, but
somehow this seemed more intimate.
We moved toward opposite sides of the bed. I raised the duvet and slid in, and Jack did the same. We hugged the edges of the
bed, careful not to let any parts of our bodies brush.
Jack clicked off the lamp and the room plunged into darkness. There was just the sound of his breathing and the smell of his shaving
cream. I wondered what he was thinking.
I must have fallen asleep because I started awake just after dawn. I was facing the window and I could see the night haze fading
into daylight. As the fog of sleep cleared, I realized that Jack’s body was pressed against mine, his arm thrown over my side. I
thought about moving away, not wanting him to wake up and be
embarrassed or regretful. But I didn’t move. Instead, I memorized the feel of his chest against my back, the feel of our thighs
touching, the feel of his breath on the back of my neck.
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