Page 10 of Falling

Miles

In a good way, right?

In a ridiculous way, yes.

Miles

Luckily for you, my friend’s mom owns a dance studio. She let me go in for a taster session. We could pick any style of dance we wanted.

And you landed on POLE DANCING?

Miles

Yeah, it suits me. Don’t you think?

It’s… something!

Miles

If this is getting you hot under the collar, Wren, you could just say that.

It’s doing the exact opposite, actually.

Miles

Sure it is.

Are you going to send me your address or what? I’m trying to play the patient nice guy, but it’s really fucking difficult.

Why?

I don’t knowwhat I’m asking. If I'm wondering why he wants my address or why he’s done playing the nice patient guy. Either way, he responds with:

Because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since that night.

It was less than a week ago.

Miles

Exactly.Five days of pure torture.

You’re so dramatic.

Miles

I’m past dramatic, Wrenny. I’m desperate.

I can tell.

Miles

…

I don’t haveany excuse for why I sent him my address, but I did. He responds with a random TV character pumping their fist into their side and a bunch of book emojis. We’ve talked a few times about my minor obsession with romance books and my literature degree, so now he thinks that it’s all I do. I don’t stop the snort that leaves my lips, and when I look up, Kennedy and Scarlett are both looking at me with a puzzled expression.

“Who was that?” Scarlett asks, leaning over to peek at my phone.

I push it to my chest. “Just Miles being an idiot.”

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