A Grown Man

We pull into the driveway in the dark, the cool air of the night brushing against my cheeks.

I would be cold if I weren’t flushed. If my heart wasn’t racing in my chest. If my stomach wasn’t so twisted.

Corinne was so animated the whole ride home and I could only offer her random smiles and nods as if I was listening and not completely in my head. I was sandwiched between Vance and Ryker, and my