Chapter 13

I let my gaze linger on his stretched arm, his hand in his jeans pocket, his leg bent with a foot up on the wall, his thin waist, his nape a little uncovered. He looks breathtaking.

I give a little start when he turns to me and waves. I wave back and walk closer, keeping at a safe distance to not invade his privacy.

When he hangs up the phone, he shakes the hair from his eyes and smiles a little at me. Not his usual nice smile, but it’s something.

“Are you ready to have a beer with this idiot?” I start, torturing my lower lip. When I want to, I can recognize my faults.

Sean nods, gesturing towards the sidewalk. “I was glad you called,” he murmurs, putting both his hands in his pockets. “I wanted to apologize, as well. I didn’t mean to embarrass you, but I didn’t have the courage to come to you.”