SAVANNAH
On the South Service Road to Long Island, I fought my sleepiness by listening to the playlist on my phone that I connected to Rafe’s car stereo. But the music alone wasn’t enough. I needed something to keep my head busy.
“Tell me more about you. If you like us to appear madly in love in front of your family, don’t you think I should know a bit about you before meeting them?” Honestly, that was just an excuse. We were past the introduction phase of our lives, and he knew most about my life. Rafe, for me, was still a force of mystery. Darkness, I was waiting to come into the light. “We have an hour’s drive. It’s plenty of time to get to know each other more.”
“I already know plenty about you.”
“No, you don’t. I’ll go first so you don’t think I’m unfair. You still don’t know I’m
