Huddled in the doorway, Jane’s eyes glance across the street towards me, as –
‘How can you say you’ve never had a girlfriend?’ she said, that first morning as she rolled over onto her side. She ran her fingers across my chest making little circles.
‘I just haven’t. You know the way girls are –’
‘What does that mean?’ She playfully gripped my chest hairs.
I must have drifted off because as my vision focused her soft blue eyes were searching mine.
‘Where did you go?’
‘They just can’t be…nobody can be trusted.’ I wriggled free and walked towards the bathroom. She slid between me and the door; her smile now distant.
‘I can.’ She whispered as she pressed her lips against mine.
– she pushes him away from her embrace.