Carlos

I texted Tessa later that evening, around nine p.m. I knew she wasn’t the kind to go to bed too early, so I didn’t worry about the time. I just wanted to say hi to her. That was all.

I hadn’t spent the day thinking about what she’d taste like, or feel like, or how she’d sigh my name. Not at all.

But, I had.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Seemed lame, but all I had at the moment.

“Good, finished my classwork and now, just watching a movie.”

“Oh, do you want me to shut up then?” I didn’t want to interrupt her movie.

“No, I paused it. It’s...