“Yeah, we like to create our own stories for the Archie Andrews characters.” I smiled at him. “So that we can make sure Archie ends up with Betty and not Veronica.”
“Um, okay?” He stood up. “I guess I’ll get going then.”
“Well, if you don’t mind.” I walked him to the door. “I guess I’ll see you soon.”
“Wait, what?” Harry stopped walking and looked at me, puzzled. “You’re being serious here? You want me to leave?”
“Not if you are too tired to go home, I guess.” I bit my lip. “I thought you would have been fed up with me by now.”
“I would have thought that as well.” He stared at me. “But I like spending time with you.”
“That’s cause I’m Shera.”
“Shera?”
“You know from He-Man.” I held my arm up. “I’ve got the power to pick up a flower, it’ll take me an hour or two, HE-MAN,” I sang.
“Are you on drugs or do you have a fever, Sarah?” He reached his hand up to my forehead.
“I’ve never done drugs,” I told him honestly. “I’d like to try weed though. I’ve a feeling it would be cool to get high.”
“Drugs aren’t cool, Sarah. Didn’t you go to school?” He leaned back against the door and smirked.
“Have you done drugs?”
“I plead the fifth.”
“So that’s a yes.”
“Shall I stay or shall I go?” He pulled me toward him and stared down at me.
“I thought we agreed you were going.”
“So you and Katy can draw Archie cartoons?”
“Comics!”
“The reason I’m leaving is that so you can draw comics?” He kissed my lips and played with my hair. I leaned into his kiss and closed my eyes, soaking in his essence. I pressed my lips against his with a little more force and pretended that he wanted to stay because he couldn’t stand to be apart from me.
“You only want to stay for sex,” I whispered against his lips and he stopped kissing me.
“Is that what you think, Sarah?” His eyes looked searchingly into mine and I flinched back in embarrassment and nodded. “I don’t want to stay because I want to have sex with you.” He coughed. “Okay, that is not technically true. I do want to have sex with you tonight, but that’s not the only reason I want to stay.”
“Why else do you want to stay?” I asked him softly, my voice hopeful.
“I don’t know.” He looked at me with a half-smile. “I’ve never wanted to stay with a woman before.”
“Maybe it’s because you want to draw comics.”
“Maybe.” He studied my face. “I should leave though.”
“Okay.” I let go of him, disappointed.
“I have work to do.” He played with my fingers. “Contracts to read and deals to sign off on.”
“Good luck with that.” I smiled.
“Or I could stay.”
“Well…”
“Oh my gosh, you two, please,” Katy shouted at us from the living room. “I can’t listen to you going on anymore. Stay or don’t stay, whatever. But decide soon. I want to watch a movie.”
Harry and I burst out laughing and he whispered into my ear, “I guess Archie is out.”
“Whatever.” I flounced back to the living room and smiled to myself as I heard Harry follow me. I was glad he was