No one waited on someone’s porch in the middle of the night on the off chance of awkwardness.That didn’t necessarily mean I wanted to pick back up where we’d left off. There was a big difference between things evolving naturally and making the conscious decision to explore whatever it was that we had.It was a risk, and one I wasn’t sure I was willing to take.I knew I wanted to at least talk, otherwise the ‘what ifs’ would drive me crazy.After I did my bathroom stuff, I put on white shorts and a pink flowing tank top. I grabbed my pink wedge sandals before heading to find my phone.I was startled when I turned the corner into the living room and saw Jake.Sleeping shirtless, his arms were under his head, making the definition of his chest and abs more pronounced. His height and muscular build dwarfed what I’d considered to be my massive couch, his feet even hanging off the end. The button on his jeans was undone, and a trail of light hair disappeared into what I could only assume was heaven.I should go get the cereal and milk, and eat breakfast out of the vee of his pelvic muscles.The sun’s rays came in through the big window behind the couch, streaming directly to him as if Mother Nature herself wanted a touch.
