Dream Storm
The storm was getting worse. I walked to the door and looked outside. He came up behind me, leaned down and whispered that he had a place just up the street where we could ride out the storm. Did he know that feeling his lips that close to my ear sent chills down my spine? I leaned into him, wanting to feel him closer. I turned my head, my lips almost touching his and nodded. It was a short walk and we were both laughing and shivering as we stopped just inside the front door. He pulled me...