So we’re sitting at the table, I’m eating my cereal, scrolling through my phone. He belches. I jump and roll my eyes, “ooops, pardon me” he laughs. I scoff and carry on scrolling.
The notification pops up, “Luke likes a photo you shared” I feel the electric shoot through me. Luke, the guy, the abs, my god the dick… a downpour of memories hit me like a bolt. How amazing he always smelled, how he always liked getting rid of body hair and how his skin tasted.
I close the app, he liked a photo of a fancy salad I made, I’m being insane.
It’s there though, that niggling arousal.
I finish my coffee and leave the table to get ready for my day. I kiss Scott on the neck, see he’s playing that stupid game on his phone again, he does reach his hand around to stroke the back of my head. We’re close, he’s definitely my best friend, 10 years does that to you.