Emily spotted her ‘friend date’ at once when the limo pulled into the parking lot. Byron stood out from the crowd of weekend joggers and families with his tall, imposing figure. The giant dog he was holding on a leash also added a majestic touch to his appearance.
Just as she climbed out of the limo, a drizzle began to spray, darkening the concrete and covering the grass with gleaming drops.
“Why is it always raining when we meet?” she said to Byron.
He hardly seemed to notice the weather as he stood there consuming her with his eyes. It was like he had never seen her before. Finally, he realized he was staring, and he reduced the intense wattage of his gaze.
“It always rains in this city,” he said, “but if you’re tired of the rain, we could sail down to San Diego.”
“Ha ha, that’s ok
