The rhythm... The decision... everything. And that... It is heavy, but not in a bad way.
I nod slowly.
"Okay..."
My voice is soft, but sincere. And for the first time... I don't feel like I have to defend my space.
Because he's already respecting it.
Ethan holds my gaze for a second longer... and then, something changes in his expression.
It gets a little bit lighter. Almost... accomplice.
"How about staying with me this weekend?"
I blink slightly, surprised by the change in tone.
"We can be in the pool," he adds, with a slight shrug, "then in the garden..."
He pauses slightly, as if imagining it.
"A barbecue... something quiet."
It doesn't say more, but it is not necessary. Because I see it... I see the whole scene.
Us… without pressure, without the past weighing on us. Just…
