The night air hit me the moment I stepped outside.
Cool and dark after the warmth of the dance, the music fading behind me as the door swung shut. The parking lot stretched out ahead, mostly empty at this hour, lit by the low glow of the campus lights.
I stopped.
Then I saw him at the far edge of it.
Leaning against a black car, arms folded, already looking at me when I came through the door.
He didn't move.
I swallowed hard and then started walking.
The night air was cool against my bare arms and the open back of the dress, my heels quiet on the asphalt, the parking lot still around us.
His eyes stayed on me the whole way across it. Dark. Steady. Watching me come to him. He didn't move an inch to meet me and I crossed every inch of it until I was standing in front of him and had
