Midnight Drives
I picked up my phone and called him. It rang four times. "Hey baby," his raspy voice sighed through the phone. "Are you okay?" "Not really," he replied honestly. "Well, I'm home in my pajamas....wanna come over?" I asked nervously. "I would like to get out." "Let's go somewhere then!" "It's almost midnight," he sighed again. "So, we can go for a drive." "I'll be over shortly." "Love you." _____ I had changed out of my pajamas into jeans and a hoodie, then threw on some make up. His SUV pulled up to curb just as I walked outside. He got out and walked around to meet me. I looked him over - his brown hair was pulled into a bun, his black jeans had holes exposing his knees, his jacket reached his thighs and hung open displaying the Kiss t-shirt underneath. Of course, his gold boot
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