The humiliation that he saw me hiding from him is searing through me and to calm my anxiety I reach over and turn on his radio for some music. I can't believe he saw that. I groan internally. Why does it matter if I hurt his feelings? He's just a stranger Hailey. He didn’t seem to care that I was fiddling with his radio as I chose a random station. Though the AC is on full blast I felt warm in the car. My body was raging for him, from the memory of him and being so close to him isn't helping.
“ How old are you Mr. Mahin?” I ask him, staring at him.
“ Thirty” he breathes out and it makes me focus on his lips. “ You?”
His lips looked perfect.
" Ms. Hyram?" he calls again and I am caught off guard when he turns to look at me, seeing that I am in a daze staring at him. " You?"
“ I’m
