He barks a laugh and tickles my ribs. We roll around in the bed for a moment before we both settle into each other's arms.
“I don’t know what to do next,” he admits.
“Neither do I,” I say.
“But I know what it’s not.”
“What?”
“A one-night thing.” He squeezes my hand. “I’m not promising forever, and definitely not promising easy, but–”
“Just promise honesty. If or when this stops working, you tell me.”
“Or, when the job is done, and you leave.”
Silence surrounds us. Leaving was never a thought. It’s not that I thought I was going to move in with him, I just wasn’t thinking about what happens when the job is done.
“So,” I say lightly, “who’s going to tell your mom?”
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Me: You were right
Sierra: Always, but enlighten me
Me: Don’t make me say it
Sierra: *Devil emoji* Tell me the ride was worth it
Me: Ughhh so worth it
Me: But I don't know what to do now
Sierra: Tell me he didn’t stay the night, and I’ll be on the next flight
Me: He’s still here. I’m hiding in my bathroom
Sierra: Pics! Omg get pics! I need to see him
Me: Stop it. You can Google him, you know
Sierra: Hold please
Sierra: Well, little sister. I’m quite impressed. He’s definitely a cowboy and a half
Me: It’s just fun. We both said that when it stops working for us, we’ll tell each other
Sierra: So you’re just fuck buddies?
Me: When you say it like that…
Sierra: It’s the truth?
Me: Well, yeah.
Sierra: Listen, you’re a strong, confident, beautiful woman. You’re allowed to do whatever you want. If the sex is good, enjoy it and don't let anyone tell you differently.
Me: Love you, sis