As I waited in traffic a block away from my destination, I caught sight of Asher standing in an empty parking lot with some people gathered around him. He seemed to be in his element, grinning at a guy with neat black hair and dark eyes that seemed, even from this distance, to want to eat Asher up. The hussy ran his hand up Asher’s arm and touched his cheek. Asher happened to look up at that moment and his eyes met mine.
I looked away quickly, glad that cars were finally moving so I could get out of there at the speed of light, which was ten miles an hour at the moment. Maybe all Asher wanted from me was simply to put the past behind him. Was I the only one letting it linger?
I finally made it to the grocery store some minutes later and left Dali napping on the passenger seat, windows do
