Sasha
Sasha was surprised when they came to the diner early in the morning and she found Wyatt leaning against his bike in the empty parking lot, waiting for her with an extra helmet like he expected to take her to school. Mabel gave her an odd grin when she parked the car and then got out; she had no idea what she was grinning about.
“What are you doing here so early, boy? We’re not open for another hour.” Mabel smiled in greeting him, collecting him into one of her grandmotherly hugs, which he returned without missing a beat.
“I thought Sasha might like a ride to school.” Wyatt answered, looking her straight in the eyes when she got out of the car, blushing at his intense attention on her. She could feel his eyes scan over her when she stepped out from behind the car, dressed in her j
