Aria
As I stepped out of the car with Daniel I realized that the rain was heavier than before I got in his car. Yup, the Uber driver definitely cancelled the trip. And Daniel Hayes was a godsend. I’d still be standing under that tent and waiting for the rain to stop if not for him.
I awkwardly walked behind Daniel who’d given me no opportunity to protest about staying until the rain lets up. He tuned on the lights as he walked deeper into the house. I stopped for a moment to pull off my shoes at the door before following him.
When we finally stepped into the living room, I let out a quiet sigh of relief. The space was enormous—practically the size of my entire apartment—and warm light spilled over sleek furniture and polished floors. The faint scent of cedar and something crisp and fres
