If she had taken the form of a wild animal, Annie was sure it would be something venomous, something barred with an alarming combination of lurid stripes.Ā If not that, then it would at least possess a grim mouth crammed with rows of oversized teeth.Ā There would be some characteristic that screamed:Ā Ā Do not touch me, do not come near, I am dangerous.Ā Connie Springer was undeterred.Ā With a wide smile, he fearlessly caught the rattlesnake by its tail, and swept her into arms.
Touch came more easily, after having Nina.Ā Nina who had nuzzled and rooted against her as an infant, who Annie had cradled and rocked through every bout of colic and every blazing fever.Ā Nina who now dispensed hugs generously and often slept in her motherās bed, all wild blonde waves and pale limbs.Ā For all the peace and loveliness that came with being close to her daughter, Annie had yearned for the contact of another adult, for the feeling of being held by someone larger than her, someone on her level.Ā Four years she had been starved of grown-up company, save that of other parents who she bumped into at the school gate or in the crowded play parks, invariably existing in the same perpetually half-present, sleep-deprived state of distraction as she did.
With movements stiff and unpractised, she responded, splaying her free hand lightly against Connieās back, the other still clutching that useless cup of unfinished, unwanted coffee.Ā Relaxing into his embrace, vague memories stirred; of being caught between the weight of a warm body and an unfamiliar mattress, of her pale fingers sliding through hair buzzed short ā velvety to the touch ā of moaning softly, pleading into an open mouth.
āItās been a lifetime.āĀ The lifetime of one little girl, at least.Ā āToo long.āĀ Pulling back, she drank him in, seeing how the planes of his face had shifted subtly, settling into maturity.Ā āI canāt believe youāve abandoned me to be the last, lonely member of the fun-size club.āĀ Wintry eyes narrowed in feigned disapproval as Annie clicked her tongue in rebuke.Ā Where he had grown taller, she had stayed much the same height.Ā āIām not even fun.ā
Stepping back, opening up respectable space between them, she nodded her head in the direction they should take through the leafy green park.Ā āLetās walk?Ā We can grab a coffee ā or another one, in my case ā and you can fill me in on everything Iāve missed.āĀ Chancing a glance up at Connie, she was struck again by the blatant similarities he and Nina shared.Ā Annieās expression softened, while her stomach clenched.Ā āTalk to me, Goose.ā
he cannot help that boisterous laugh that escapes him, hands resting on toned hips.Ā Ā āĀ what can i say? puberty finally kicked in!Ā āĀ Ā there were small resemblances in his face of the young boy annie had left behind four years ago, but many those resemblances were simply more mature ; finely tuned and sharpened, like his jawline that had decided to finally make an appearance. connie certainly had grown . . . but so had annie.
she was still small, of course, but connie could not help but admire her features. they were still sharp and jutting but there was a certain softness to themĀ ā to her eyes, especially. and donāt think he didnāt notice how sheād willingly hugged him back. the old annie wouldāve grumbled and told connie to get off but this annie? no, she was different. he liked it.Ā Ā āĀ aw, come on! youāre plenty of fun.Ā ā
mind returns to that halloween for some reason. he remembers a woman with blonde hair beneath him, sweet and sultry moans escaping her. pleading and begging was mixed in. the squeak of a shitty bed. he swears for a moment he sees annieās face on that woman and it feels so . . . right. but he keeps it to himself, shaking the memory away to focus on the woman before him now. he didnāt come here to recollect, he came here to ask questions.
āĀ coffee sounds great! iāll buy.Ā āĀ Ā connie offers before he begins to move towards a nearby shop he frequented, hands stuffing themselves into pockets.Ā Ā āĀ well, still tryinā to figure my shit out, ya know. not quite sure what i wanna do. what about you, hmm? seems like youāve been busy.Ā ā
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