Sweet Distraction

Stella

I nestle contentedly against Vance’s side, our bare skin still ever so slightly damp from sweat as our breathing returns to normal. These moments alone together seem to pass cruelly fast lately, especially knowing that we’ll be apart for a week.

But I shove the gloomy thoughts away for now, reminding myself that it’s only a week—and focusing instead on the feeling of Vance’s sinewy muscles