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“Corrin.”

Jeremiah stepped into the kitchen, but she didn’t turn away from the counter. She’d hoped she hadn’t woken anyone else in the apartment before she woke from the dream. Apparently she hadn’t been that lucky, though. Or was it just a coincidence he was awake at the same time as her? She glanced at the clock. Too early for any sensible person to be awake.

But, she’d never been all that sensible.

“What’s wrong?” he asked when she didn’t say anything.

“Nothing,” she told him. “Just woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep.” Not after the dream she’d had. “Figured I’d make some coffee and try to write.”

She could feel him close behind her now. Not too close so that she felt trapped. But, certainly close enough to send a tingle over her skin. That only increased when he reached out to touch the back of her hand.

“You can talk to me, Corrin. I thought I’ve made that clear. I want you to talk to me.”

Talking was really the last thing she wanted to do. But, still, she found herself turning toward him. “What am I supposed to say, Jer? I had a bad dream. It happens. Just because it doesn’t happen to you-”

“It does,” he said. “Almost every night. Ever since…” He shook his head hard, but she knew what he was thinking about. Since one of his fellow firefighters had fallen in a house fire. “Every time, it’s you and Silas I can’t find. And it nearly destroys me.”

Of course she was lumped with his best friend. That’s all she was to him. It was all she’d ever be, no matter how her feelings for him were growing.

The coffee had finished brewing, so she poured a cup and took it to the table where she’d set up her computer. She heard the rattle of another cup being taken down from the cupboard then Jeremiah dropped into the chair across from her. He let out a heavy sigh. “I swear the both of you,” he muttered. “You’re going to drive me to need something stronger than coffee.”

She glanced up at him, but his gaze was on his cup. He couldn’t mean what she thought he did. No, that was just silly. She focused on her computer screen and tried to push thoughts of everything else away.

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Oh, Corrin, if only you knew 😀 Anyway, this is Day 12 of Just Jot It January and today’s prompt was “tingle”. I’m getting excited to start these characters’ story. Some of these may even make their way into it. I’m going to have to make a timeline so I know where they all fall.

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Comments on: "Just Jot It January: Day 12 – “Tingle”" (3)

  1. Oooh, such tension! Nicely written, Fallon. 🙂

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