Wet

Ben

“I’ll have you know, I’m not that kind of woman,” she said with a giggle. I laughed, grabbed her hand, and we ran through the rain to my car. I was lucky I hadn’t drank more than I had. No damn way I’d drive if I were over the limit.

By the time we reached the car, we were drenched.

“This weather is crazy,” Mila said when lightning zigzagged across the sky and thunder followed on its heels.

We made it back to Mila’s apartment. The rain had made it a little harder to drive, but it felt like we were enclosed in a bubble with the rain showering down all around us, and I loved it.

“Let me walk you inside,” I said when I stopped in front of Mila’s building. “You could slip and fall in this.”

“Then, I’ll have a handsome fireman to save me,” she said with a cute smile. She was cute and sexy and beautiful and fun all in one go, and I couldn’t believe it was possible for one woman to be so perfect without even trying.

We jumped out into the rain and ran to the front door of the building. M