Need to Find Him

Rebecca

“You dress down nice.” Jason smiled as Rebecca stepped up, pulling herself into his oversized black pickup truck.

She had on a cream-colored sweater, skinny jeans and designer boots. She’d thrown her hair into a ponytail and put on a little bit of makeup, but not much. She realized that she looked ten years younger this way, which wasn’t necessarily a good thing, but she had a really hard time not tempting fate.

“Thanks. You dress down nice yourself.” She buckled up and sighed with contentment.

Jason was in a pair of jeans and a heavy tan coat, his light brown eyes filled with warmth and rimmed from a liquored-up night before.

“What time did you guys get out of the bar last night?”

“Oh, I only stayed another hour or so. Once you left, it was just ehhh.” He pulled out into the street, the city seemingly asleep at seven on a Saturday morning. They should be too, but getting her house finished and ready for her to move into was at the top of her priority list.

A sudden wave of gr