We trudged up the pathway slowly. When we reached the door, I realized I was much more tired than I had originally thought.
I stifled a yawn as I fumbled with the key, finally sticking it in correctly and turning the lock. One hand on the doorknob, I turned to him. "Thank you, again," I said. "I really mean it."
"I know you do," Zack said, the corners of his lips curving upwards. "Thanks, Winter. You're one cool cat when you're not pissed off at me."
I smirked in the dark. "See you tomorrow, Zack."
He backed away, dark golden eyes locked on mine. "Yeah," he said, nodding. "See you."
I watched as he ambled in that casual, yet decidedly graceful, gait to his car, got in, and drove off.
It wasn't until after I had closed the front door behind me that I realized I was still wearing his j
