“You’re staring at me, Rose,” he teases when he stops the car at a red light.
I quickly look away, but he squeezes my hand, bringing my attention back to him.
The smirk on his lips makes my heart skip a beat. “You can stare all you want, because I do too.”
My cheeks heat up at his blunt flirting. I should get used to it, but I don’t think I ever will.
“I wasn’t really staring…” I lie.
His lips twitch like he’s fighting a smile. “What were you doing then?”
Now I’m trapped.
My lips pucker but no words come to my head.
Raising our joined hands, he kisses the back of my hand and puts them back on my lap. “I know you’re fucking obsessed with me, Rose.”
“That’s not — ”
“So you’re not obsessed with me?” He arches an eyebrow at me.
“I am,” I speak in a very quiet voice.
With a chuckle that sends butterflies soaring in my stomach, he presses hard on the gas and drives down the straight road I know leads to the hill.
When we arrive, he helps me out of the car, making me wear his thick, plain black jacket and zipping it up for me.
It’s mid-November, and winter has arrived. Each day, it gets colder and colder.
“Maybe we should sit inside my car,” he mutters under his breath.
“This is fun.” My teeth chatter together.
“Rose, you’re shaking a little,” he grumbles.
“I’m warm. I promise.”
“I’m fucking worried that you might get sick.”
I step closer to him and he quickly rests his hands on my waist and brings me closer to him.
“I’m fine, really.”
He sighs and fog curls around his breath.
I smile up at him and his features soften a little.
“I brought you here to look at the sky. During this time…” His voice fades as I turn my attention to the sky that is filled with stars.
It looks like someone has sprinkled buckets of glitter across the black canvas of the sky. The stars shimmer and blink, shining brightly in the night.
The sight is so exquisite it leaves me speechless.
My breath catches in my throat as I stand there, completely in awe.
“I used to come here a lot to look at it,” he explains as he looks at me.
“It’s beautiful,” I say, staring up at the sky.
