Like I Never Said by C.W. Farnsworth

Author:C.W. Farnsworth [Farnsworth, C.W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

When I enter the living room with wet hair and wearing clothes that actually fit, Elliot is already sprawled across the length of the wide sectional. The Colonial has an open floor plan. The kitchen is sectioned off by the stairwell, but the entryway, living room, and dining room are just one large space, divided by the back of the couch and the tables surrounding the oak dining table.

“You weren’t kidding about the lack of food,” he tells me as I sink down into the small space that remains.

“I know.”

“I found soda, though. And chips.” He’s spread them out on the coffee table, and I crack open a soda and take a long sip. I haven’t had anything to drink besides the hard seltzer several hours ago. “What do you want to watch?”

I set down the soda and smother a yawn. “Whatever.” Last night, I barely slept. I blame being in an unfamiliar bed, and the havoc last night’s events wreaked on my head and my heart. I can only hope I’m exhausted enough that today’s happenings won’t keep me up tonight.

We’re barely ten minutes into the spy thriller he picks when my eyes begin to droop. I can barely keep the lids open, blinking excessively in an attempt to stay awake.

Elliot notices. “You should get to bed, Denny.”

I shake my head. “It’s way too early. If I go to sleep now, I’ll wake up in the middle of the night.”

“At least lie down, then. You look like one of those blow-up dolls at car dealerships that fall over and then stand back up.”

“Gee, thanks.”

I do as he says though, crawling up the length of the couch and lying down right beside him. This couch, while big, was not meant to accommodate two people lying on it horizontally. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, smell the mixture of sunscreen and soap on his skin. I’m wide awake now.

To distract myself, I keep taking sips of soda. I’ll shift, drink, move back, and repeat. The third time, my foot brushes Elliot’s leg. I yank away like I’ve been burned. He appears oblivious.

Until I finish my soda and knock the empty can over while I’m considering my next move. Bathroom trip, then go back to huddling at the end of the couch? Start crunching chips? I lean over to retrieve the can at the same time Elliot does, and I learn he’s not oblivious.

He immediately moves away, and I blurt the first thing that comes to mind. “You’re hard.”

“I’m a guy, and you’re a hot girl.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal. Is it? He’s the person I would ask if a guy told me that.

Clearly he’s a guy, and I know I’m not ugly—I’ve gotten enough envious looks from girls and admiring ones from boys. But I didn’t know Elliot considers me hot.

I look at him and he looks right back, obviously wondering if I’m going to ask more questions. “So…what’s the plan?”

“What do you mean?” he replies cautiously.

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