The way he looks at me takes my breath away, and I have to remind myself where I am. Who I am. I’m no longer just a girl in a bar. He’s no longer just a guy. We’ll never get to be those two people again. I swallow, reaching for my door handle and slamming it shut. Everett quickly steps out of the way before I can crush his fingers. I hear him laughing through the closed door. He stands on the curb, watching me drive away until I’m completely out of sight.
