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Good thing I didn’t climb on the piano

Etienne stood and nodded, giving the people a little s polite I was struck with a rade nine saw Etienne skate

Some of the kids—especially the boys—had teased hiure skater Not just a skater, but an ice dancer, which sounded even irls

It was actually hoe’d beco was I think I stood up for him one day? It was a blur now He’d knoho Henry was, and we’d sat together at lunch that day And every day after

Now, as I looked at the iyoing forward and back, spinning and weaving around the guys who skated okay fro hockey but were clumsy next to him

He’d won their grudging respect that day, and I’d been so proud of hi at hi

“That song’s easy too,” he said

And shit, I still wanted to kiss him

“Eat!” I blurted “We should eat” I was so lightheaded it would be et ether

We found a pair of leather arht us appetizers and cocktails He toldup to help and how everyone had pitched in to create a routine for him on the fly I listened and smiled and ate little melted brie quiches and truffle fries

And I still wanted to kiss him

Fuuuuuuck

After pacing the tiny cabin for too long, I tapped ht and day since I’d wanted to kiss Etienne I’d barely slept, way too aware of his body so close to me

I’d hardly breathed with longing The bed had see in his sleep as he’d shifted, his elbow brushing my ribs

What was happening? Why was this teue, which I’d sucked atdistracted by the way he bit his tongue when he really concentrated