Huddled under Sweet Tooth’s green awning outside of the café, Ari looked up at the drizzling sky. The chilling October rain threatened to soak her to the bone if she dared move from under the canopy, but after staring at the car that she knew was Adrian’s, all thoughts of abandoning her mission fled. With an encouraging puff, Ari squealed as she dashed out in the open, her shoulders cringing under the cold, wet bombardment.
When she got to the car, Ari popped the door open and jumped inside without any reservation, trying to get out of the rain as quickly as possible. The skirt and sleeveless blouse she had chosen to wear today were obviously a mistake; everything was soaked, and goosebumps scattered along every inch of bare flesh. Luckily the car’s heater was on, though she still
