Counting Squares Between Us

She's counting squares in chess and counting all the reasons this relationship won't work. He has tattoos, piercings, and a family her mother would dissect over brunch. But she loves doing his dishes, craves making his bed, wants the housewife life she's spent years pretending she doesn't desire.
He says he's falling. She's just doing math. And the numbers don't lie.
She falls for someone her family will never approve of while wanting a life they'll never let her have. He's vulnerable. She's terrified. And between every move, she's counting squares, measuring the distance between them before it becomes too far to cross back.