Ethan's POV
I pulled up to Hannah's apartment building, drumming my fingers on the steering wheel. The clock on my dash read 8:45 PM - perfect timing.
The building's front door opened, and there she was. The streetlights caught her hair, making it shimmer as she walked toward my car. She wore a black dress that made my mouth go dry.
"Hey, stranger," she said, sliding into the passenger seat. Her scent of jasmine made my heart skip.
"Hey, yourself." I tried to keep my eyes on the road as I pulled away from the curb. "Nice night for a drive."
She turned toward me, one eyebrow raised. "Where exactly are we going?"
"Remember that art gallery I mentioned?"
"The mysterious one you kept talking about last time?" She laughed. "The one you said was 'better at night' but wouldn't tell me anyt
