Rip:
He would glance back at me every time he got the chance. Ezra came over to me and smiled letting me know it was ready. I walked over to him and took his hand. He looked down at me, that feeling I love so much is at its brightest. It's so strong it's all I feel. No one else's emotions are present but his and my own that mirrored his own.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Follow me and I'll show you," I smirked, stepping away.
I let go of his hand and began to make my way through the crowd over to my studio. I turned back to see him trying to maneuver through the crowd his eyes never leaving me. I smiled pushing the door open and letting it shut grabbing the remotes that turned on the black light. I heard the door open and then close.
"Rip," he called and I stepped in
