✽ Mandy ✽
I slid into David’s car with my coat pulled tight and my nerves buzzing under my skin. He shot me a winning smile before he pulled away. The streetlights streaked across the windshield as he drove, one hand on the wheel, the other relaxed on the gearshift like he had done this a thousand times. I told myself to enjoy it. This was normal. A late-night bite after work with a guy I liked. David put on the heater, and the warmth added a layer of comfort.
“You hungry?” he asked.
“A little,” I said. The pizzeria wasn’t far, and within minutes, David parked alongside the curb. Most of the places were already closed, but this little place was still buzzing with late-night activity. David kept a constant flow of easy conversation. He was clearly confident and almost acted as if the ci
