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“I say we flip a coin.”
“Do you have one on you?”
“Always.” I reached into my jeans pocket and pulled out a quarter. “Heads or tails?” I asked.
“Heads.”
I looked down at Riley’s pillowy pink lips and grinned because my mind had just gone back in time to Easter last year. After attending church with Riley, her family, and mine, I took her to her parents’ house so she could change clothes. We’d told our families we were going fishing, but that wasn’t our plan. What we intended to do was to satisfy each other’s physical needs.
It had been nearly a week since Riley and I had sex because she was on her period at the time. She was still on it that Sunday, but we both knew other things we could do and did them after I drove to the outskirts of town and parked in the woods. I took care of Riley first by using my hand to get her off, and then she took care of me by giving me a blowjob that made me see stars.
“You are so bad,” she chuckled, tapping my chest with her fingertip. “I know exactly what you’re thinking about right now.”
“Can’t help it.”
“Flip the damn coin.”
I aimed my flashlight at the quarter and watched it land at the foot of Rosalie’s grave.
“It’s tails. I win,” I said, bobbing my head around to tease Riley.
“Gah! Of course you do.”
She gave me the rose, and I gave it back to her. “I want you to keep it.”
“Then why were you all about flipping a coin?”
“I just wanted it to feel like old times between us again.”
“I like that old-time feeling, too, Rhys. I also like the new one between us.”
After our cemetery adventure, Riley and I went back to my house. We’d been there only a few minutes when she asked if we could sit on my patio again. She loved it, just like the fog rolling in on the lake tonight.
“It’s so mysterious-looking,” she said.
As if on cue, the two owls that had nested nearby began hooting.
Riley giggled. “Listen to them. Do you think they’re mates?”
“Yep.”
“Do they stay together for life?”
“It’s common for them to do that, like staying in the same area for years.”
“That’s amazing. Even owls want something enduring.”
Riley looked back out at the lake and kept smiling. I wanted to ask her a question but waited so she could keep listening to the feathered couple hanging out in the cypress trees.
“I need to know something,” I finally said, grabbing her attention. “How am I supposed to keep my hands off you in front of everyone after all we’ve done today?”
“You’re just going to have to, but feel free to touch me in front of my momma. She’s the only one who knows the whole story about us.”
“What do you mean by ‘whole story?’”
“Our being sexually involved with each other again, and also my never having fallen out of love with you. I told my momma I hadn’t after you dropped me off from kayaking last night.”
“How did that come up?”
