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“Are you crazy? I plan to blow up your phone while we’re apart, and not just with texts and calls. I want us to FaceTime each other as often as possible so I can see your blue eyes and dimples.”
“Is there anything else you’d like to see?”
Riley shoved my arm. “Maybe!” she chuckled.
“There ain’t no ‘maybe’ about it, princess. I know you.”
“I know you, too, and what you’re going to ask me to show you.”
“Would you really do it?”
She looked me up and down. “If you do.”
“I’ll show you any part of my body that you want, but you’re going to have to say please first.”
“Back at you!”
We smiled at each other and took another sip of our drinks.
“So when are you coming back to Cypress Hills for a visit,” I asked.
“A couple of weeks.”
“It’s going to be torturous, going that long without seeing and talking to you in person and touching you.”
“Then come to Fort Worth and spend next weekend with me.”
I hadn’t expected Riley’s invitation, but I was excited about it. “Are you sure you want this ol’ country boy hanging out with you on your big-city turf?”
“I’d be thrilled to have you there. I’ll show you around while also showing you off. Let all the city girls see what they’ve been missing. They’re going to be so jealous of me.”
“They likely are anyway.”
Riley grinned and gazed back out at the lake. I kept watching her from the corner of my eye, relieved she was comfortable with being here. When she came to see me yesterday, that occasion was different. Talking about our past wasn’t easy, but it was needed. Just like what Riley and I were doing now.”
“Do you know what’s missing out here?” she asked, looking back at me.
“What?”
She pointed at the four corners of my patio’s roof. “Music speakers, up there. You could also use a hammock over there.” She pointed again, but it was at my pit fire area to the left of us.
“Those are great ideas. I’ll start working on them.”
Riley waved her hands at me. “I didn’t mean for you to do that. I just meant that if I lived here, I’d have something to blast my favorite music on whenever I was outside and something I could stretch out on with a good book.”
“You make me want both.”
I leaned over and snagged another kiss from Little Miss Décor. When I started pulling away from her, she grabbed the front of my T-shirt and pulled me back. We kissed again, but I tasted her tongue this time. It made me feel like throwing her over my shoulder and taking her straight to my bed.
Afterward, we stared at each other in the quiet of this summer evening. I could feel our bond and thanked God for allowing it to survive our goodbye.
“What music were you listening to when you were sitting out here earlier,” Riley asked, snapping me out of yet another trance she’d put me in.
“Country.”
“I figured that. Tell me which song was playing when I got here.”
“Chris Stapleton’s ‘You Should Probably Leave.’”
