HAZEL
The full moon bathes Asher in its resplendent glow. From where he’s leaning against his rover, he looks ethereal.
Everything looks ethereal tonight. From the lamp post to the mowed lawns. I’m dressed in a hoodie and shorts. I’ve got flip flops on. Asher also looks dressed down in basket ball shorts and a hoodie.
His demeanor is casual; eyes darker than they usually are.
“You’re late,” he drawls. “Been waiting out here for half an hour.”
“You’re lucky I came out at all,” i shoot back. “If this isn’t a transaction, I would be off doing my thing right now.”
“Like what? Drowning in a sea of books? Or thirsting after Nick?” His eyes rake over me. He’s not even bothering to hide the fact that he’s ogling me right now.
“Where exactly are we going?” I ask, ignoring his attempt to r
