His mouth is warm on my palm. His thumb has moved from my cheek to my lips. I suck it into my mouth and he pulls away. “Justin.”
He’s not angry. I can’t tell exactly what he’s feeling. I reach my hand out for him again but before he can respond Debbie’s knocked while pushing open the door. “You two coming down to eat?”
He nods and turns his back to me, following Debbie downstairs. I close my eyes and wipe back the tears. I think that I need to move more slowly with Brian, but I’m not giving up.
