Chapter Fifteen

It was a date. But it wasn't a date.

Despite what had transpired in the hospital, neither of us was ready to say anything that could define our relationship out loud.

Almost all of the defining four letter words were taboo at the moment. Date. That was one. Love. There was another.

Friends. Seven letters. It was safe territory. It was definitely one we were more comfortable with. Before, it had been a source of disappointment and tension between us. Now, it was our newfound safety net.

There was nothing wrong with two friends going out to dinner.

But then again at least we had a place to start, a foundation...

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark