Tag: Just Visiting

6 Outside, the air was sharp, wind brushing her cheeks like a warning. She started slow, her feet syncing to the rhythm of her thoughts. Craig. His silence felt louder than his presence. The way he’d touched her like she mattered, and then disappeared like she didn’t. Cameron. Sweet, flirtatious, maybe harmless. But part...

5 When they finally stilled, breath tangled and skin humming, the credits rolled quietly in the background. Sam lay with her head on his chest, his hand trailing lazy circles on her arm. The bed had never felt so small. Or so perfectly full. Sam lay there, chest rising with shallow breath, the heat...

4 The taxi pulled up just short of the pub entrance, headlights slicing through a light drizzle that misted the pavement like stage fog. Sam stepped out with quiet confidence, heels meeting the concrete like punctuation. Her dress caught the glimmer from nearby streetlamps, hugging just enough to earn a second glance but not...

3 The drive back was warm with the buzz of alcohol and late-night honesty. Sam leaned into the door, watching streetlights blur past in amber streaks, her thoughts floating somewhere between Glasgow’s skyline and the emotional debris of her family. Craig had kept the mood light, talking about elevator cables and business dreams, making...

2 Later, she and Lucy curled up on the couch under mismatched throw blankets, mugs of lukewarm tea abandoned on the coffee table. The TV flickered silently, forgotten. Their laughter filled the room with a warmth the radiator couldn’t manage. “He’s like a boy who just discovered deodorant and swagger in the same week,”...