Alexander
The ride to the shopping mall was very quiet; only the sound of the sweet, cool romantic songs I had on the car stereo filled our ears.
Inside, the car was very cold and I had the air conditioning on. I turned to look at her from time to time. I could feel her insecurities, her trembling fingers, and her deafening silence.
From one glance, you could tell she was not comfortable as she sat down like someone afraid to move or touch anything for the fear of being scolded.
I wish I could assure her that she had absolutely nothing to be scared about and that I would protect her come what may. I don't know, but I do have this huge feeling that we can both fool everybody into believing that we are mates.
She knows how much her very presence affects me. Her after-rainfall smell comb
