Chapter 87 After Dark

• Ava
• The fading sunlight caught the vibrant green in Chris’s eyes as he gently laid me down on the bed, the sound of the nighttime crickets filling the quiet of the space. Outside, the world was going to sleep; but, like the crickets and other nocturnal creatures, Chris and I were only just getting started.
• I propped myself up on one elbow and watched as he crossed over to the freshly-fixed window and began to close the blinds. The hard planes of his muscles bulged beneath his white t-shirt, which was made sheer by the sunset so that I could see everything underneath.