Ethan's POV
I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel, my mind still caught between charity plans and Stella's rain check text. The evening sun cast long shadows across the street as I headed home.
The traffic light turned red, and I stopped, tapping my phone screen to check if she'd sent any follow-up messages.
Nothing.
A flash of familiar chestnut hair caught my eye through the passenger window. Stella walked with her head bobbing slightly, dark jeans hugging her curves as she moved to whatever beat played through her headphones. Her soft green sweater caught the evening light, making her look almost ethereal.
My heart kicked up a notch. The universe kept throwing her in my path - who was I to argue?
The light turned green. I eased off the brake and steered toward the curb, rollin
