Achille's smile

Chapter 17: The Insomnia

I get in, my boyfriend is asleep but still drunk.

I hear him because he's snoring, and he never snores unless he's very drunk.

Not that I needed his snoring to keep me from sleeping, but it certainly encourages my insomnia.

I replay our conversation over and over in my head.

I remember how special I felt in his eyes during that long, suspended moment.

I'm already imagining where he might take me. I can already hear the shared laughter during our next time together.

Is it possible to fall in love in a few hours? Because if love looks anything other than this, I'm not sure I want to know it.