In the Band

by Jean Haus

  My mom offers to drive Romeo’s mother to the restaurant while I’m all smiles. Once they exit down the stairs and the door shuts, I tackle my boyfriend. We fall against the wall as my legs wrap around his waist and my lips devour his.

  He breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against mine. “You’re not going to get me out of here if you keep this up,” he says raggedly, rubbing his knuckles across my cheek.

  I cover his hand with mine. “You’re so awesome. I love you.”

  His lids lower as his full lips curve into a grin. “I know.”

  My own lids lowering, I reach behind me for a stick.

  He laughs and grabs my arm. “Drummers and their damn tempers. You don’t have to beat it out of me.” He presses my hands against the wall. “You know I love you. How could I not?” He places our tangled hands against his ribs. Over the tattoo under his shirt. “You’ve given me back my wings.”

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