I was flicking through TikTok when I heard the metallic drag of the chair on cement next to me. Removing my earbud and putting it into its case, I glanced at the left corner of my screen to confirm the phone icon was still lit up in green. “Hey,” Cam murmured in my ear, kissing my cheek. I fought the flinch, the urge to wipe the trace of his lips from my cheek. He eased into into the chair next to me, his knee touching mi...

There’s a whisper threading between our words bobbing and weaving like a ghost in ocean wind Falling through the clutches of distance and time I reach into the liquid moon, Finding your fingers, And you pull me through The aching sky, Allow me to pool Next to you. Building into a form, I fill my lungs with air Until my breath Plumes with yours. You speak. Closing my eyes, I raise my arms And fall back Into the current of...

Dave peeked around the living room entranceway to peer at the front door. When he saw the blonde hair, the blue eyes looking at him through the decorative glass, he stepped back out of sight. Shit. He looked down. The bottom of his faded Broncos T-shirt brushed the top of his waist and hugged his deltoids and pecs, having shrunken in the dryer over the years. His fraying blue flannel pajama pants were soft enough to justi...