So instead of indicating I’d read between the lines and knew what the fuck she was talking about, I took the fucking coward’s way out. I cupped her face with my free hand and kissed her. I did it because I couldn’t deal with what she was trying to tell me. I couldn’t go there right now. That was the biggest fucking commitment you could make to another person.
I wasn’t ready.
Not now.
Not when everything was so fucked up in our lives. We had no idea if we had a future or if everything would crash and burn.
So I kissed Avery.
The girl I loved.
The conversation about commitment would just have to wait until I knew for sure I could give her everything she deserved.