Heat surged where my fingers lightly pressed against her arm, and I quickly dropped my hand like I’d been burned. “Uh . . .” I didn’t know what to say. I hadn’t been thinking when I’d moved to stop her. All I knew was I hadn’t been ready to say goodbye. Not when I couldn’t be sure when I would get to see her again. She pressed her hand against her forehead. “Sorry, you’re probably wondering about your jacket.” I wasn’t. In fact, I quite liked the idea of her keeping it. “I forgot to bring it today,” she continued. “But I’ll make sure to remember when I come back for my car.”
