Gathering my belongings, I slung my camera bag, containing my precious equipment and laptop, over my shoulder. My purse nestled under my arm. I took one last look around the now-empty studio before locking the door and heading out to my car. The engine rumbled to life, and I let it warm up for a moment before pulling out of the parking lot. As I made my way towards the store, the first fat drops of rain began to fall, quickly escalating into a steady downpour.
I arrived at the store safely, the windshield wipers working furiously against the deluge. I grabbed my coat and purse, locked the car, and hurried inside. I hadn't even managed to locate a shopping cart when a familiar arm snaked around my back. Turning my head to the left, I saw Noah, his arm casually draped around my waist. A sur
