A flash of brown hair catches my eye, swinging around a woman’s shoulders in a curtain of glossy darkness that resembles a raven’s wing and my heart stops. I watch enraptured as she exits the car with toned legs encased in dark skintight jeans and black boots. I’m no stranger to attractive women, but it’s like there’s a magnetic pull leading me toward this one. I want to gather her hair back as it starts to stick to her face, slick from the pouring rain.
