I’ve known Madi since we cheated our way through 8th grade geometry together, we lost touch during our college years and reconnected when we wound up in the same city after, we’ve stayed good friends since. When we first reconnected we went on a few dates but it didn’t click, got drunk and had sex another couple of nights but there was too much pressure with our history… and honestly I don’t remember much of either.
We’re in our mid 30s now and this happened eight years ago, after we’d both gone through rough breakups and a long stretch of moping and drinking. We were supposed to go out with friends and I let her into my apartment before I jumped in the shower.
I came out of the bathroom to find Madi kneeling on her hands and knees on my bed, naked, looking back over her shoulder at me. “Just don’t think.”