Sweet Dandelion

Headlights flash across my body, the tires on the car crunching on loose gravel. The older model black Acura car comes to a stop beside me. Before I can stand up Lachlan rushes out of the driver’s side over to me.

“Dani, fuck, why aren’t you wearing a coat?”

Before I can blink he whips the hoodie off his head, tugging it down my body along with his heavenly scent.

“I lost it.”

His blue eyes narrow on me. “What happened? You know what, tell me in the car, you have to be freezing.”

He grabs me by the hands and lifts me up. He wraps his warm, strong arm around my body and guides me into the passenger seat. Heat blasts from the vents and a happy sigh escapes me as I settle onto

It killed me when I realized we had no pictures together, but when your relationship is a secret there can’t be proof of your lies.

“You know what sucks about a sketch?”
“Tell me.”
“They’re easily erased.”