Dove
"Where is your head?"
I blinked in confusion then pulled away from the table to give me some room. My body had been leaned against it for what felt like forever that my ribs must have adjusted to fit the shape of the hard edged wood.
My brain was focused on Bucky. It felt like my brain had only been focused on Bucky for what felt like forever. I hadn't gotten a chance to see him since we went for our late lunch slash dinner, but we spoke every single day.
He mentioned he had to go to Texas during the week but he would be back today. I wasn't sure if he would want to see me again so I didn't push but I had been guarding my phone with the dedication of a telemarketer. Whenever it vibrated my heart would lurch out of my chest before settling back in when I realized it was just a message from my service provider.
