The doorbell rings. I wipe my hands on my apron and go to open, thinking it’s the delivery guy...
Oh... hi! It’s you... Marco’s friend, right? my heart starts beating faster, I recognize him immediately — I feel the heat rising in my face and my body reacts before my mind can stop it
Marco isn’t here... he went out with his father, I don’t know when they’ll be back... I run a hand through my hair, nervous, and I realize I’m looking at him for too long — my eyes wander down his body for an instant before coming back up to his eyes. I hope he didn’t notice
Wait, do you want to come in? I mean... maybe you can wait, I don’t know... maybe they’ll be back soon... I bite my lip, undecided, leaning against the door frame — but I don’t move, actually I tilt my head slightly, exposing my neck. My body has already decided, it’s my head that’s still resisting