Ivy
He took a long dramatic pause, respiring slowly. A quick glance at him brought back memories of the magical kiss we shared. He was sipping on his milkshake, his gaze fixed on the grey coated steel trusses of the swimming pool roof above us. Out of curiosity, I joined him in the weird gazing activity. Unless he had a telescope equipped on his eyes, there was really nothing there. What a bizarre deflection. Was he not supposed to tell me something important?
"What are you looking at?"
"I was looking at what you're looking at"
"And what's that?"
"Ridges and tresses? What do you see?"
"I see a skill that brought together different materials to create a beautiful roof above our heads" he looked at me and smiled, one of those smiles that made me want more, "you don't understand, don'
