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honesty of my true feelings had taken a backseat to the coincidental meet-up with my friend, and the whole gathering was beginning to suffer. I was frustrated, but certain as I pulled Erin to her car and looked sternly into her eyes. “Listen to me. This … is something we should talk about. There’s a really long past between us. And as much fun as it’s been sneaking around … we really need to take a step back, okay?”
    She sighed, and gave me one of her half-smiles. “Alright … why don’t you get in and I’ll drive you back to your car.”
    “But I’m close.”
    “Just get in.”
    We both climbed into our car and buckled up when she sped off from the parking lot with thick laughter that was both infectious and infuriating.
    “Erin?! Where are you going?”
    “To your place. I still know remember it,” she teased; each of us bickering until we’d reached the place. She even grabbed my purse as she hurried out her side, and I was flustered in trying to open my door, so I had to run after her just to chase her into my building. I can’t describe the way she makes me feel when she does silly things like that, but it’s a playful sort of tone between us that makes anything seem possible. We have fun with our stupid theatrics.
    I ended up chasing her all the way up the five flights of stairs to my apartment, where I finally tackled her in the hallway. Yes, tackled her. I know I’m not usually the type of woman who would resort to such aggressive play, but it just came out of me. It was the only time in a really long time that I let myself loose, and that was rolling around with her in that moment.
    “You should have told me you wanted it rough,” she laughed, pinning me with little resistance because of her tactics and strength. It was all so useless that I just laughed in return, and then she let up a little to smooth the dark strands of my hair away from my face. The way she smoothed the backs of her fingers down my cheek was in adoration, but I tried not to enjoy it. I wanted to be mad at her, but as fate would have it, I couldn’t summon much real anger toward her anymore. Our playful spats and meaningless arguments consumed that aspect of our relationship, and it was then I realized I felt that we were in a real relationship again. I didn’t know if it would be a mistake or not, but I felt that we were back together again.
    Mr. Penner from two doors down came out into the hall to crook his brow at the sight of us struggling on top of each other. I think for this statement to have its desired effect, I really should explain that Mr. Penner is an uptight sort of person who had always seemed to disapprove of Erin and I ever since we had lived in that apartment building all that time ago. He always seemed to believe that we were crazy in some way, so for him to see us tangled like that in the public eye certainly assured his beliefs. Erin and I both froze, and then climbed to our feet, looking very much like guilty teenagers. We bowed our heads with snorted laughter as Erin quickly found my key on the chain and let us in.
    Mr. Penner did not approve, but we didn’t stick around to explain. Mr. Penner never approved of anything, and we simply didn’t bother.
    Inside, I quickly realized the confusing chain of events, and dropped my face into my hands – I’d lost, and Erin had found her way into my place. I think in some way, I knew she could get in whenever she wanted to. Erin was a crafty, mischievous woman when she wanted to be.
    She was grinning when I looked up at her, resting my hands on my hips.
    “Well … you might as well look around,” I suggested with exhaustion. “Not that I’d be able to stop you anyway.”
    “I’d say I’ve earned it,” she snickered, tossing me my keys, and heading over to the couches. “Left everything the way we had it, I see.” It used to be our place, but I’d never been able to give it up. As much as I had wanted to move, I couldn’t seem to make that