Amber
The drive to the airport was uneventful, except I kept forgetting to look in the mirrors because I rarely drove. I remedied this by staring at Simona’s dark eyes in the rear-view mirror. This wasn’t exactly safe driving, but at least I was using the mirror. I thought I was getting away with it until she surprised me. I was deciding if her eyes had more gold or green interspersed with the chocolate brown, when her hand grabbed my shoulder.
“Better keep your eyes on the road.” I jumped at her touch. When I glanced in the mirror again she was biting her lower lip, suppressing a smile. She squeezed my shoulder and returned her hand to her lap. Mortified, I kept my eyes in front of me for the rest of the ride.
“Do you want me to wait with you?” My heart sank as we pulled up to the curb
