Date with a Stranger

12:00 am Sunday

12:00 am

"I don't want you to go," I say as we stand in front of my driveway hugging.

"Aren't you sick of me yet?" He says.

"No," I say into his neck.

We then pull away from our embrace and walk towards my front door.

"I'll call you tomorrow?" He says as I fumble for my keys in my purse.

"Yeah, but not before the sun is up," I joke due to our encounter the previous morning we met.

Marcel quietly laughs.

I unlock my door and turn back around to face Marcel.

He pulls me in for another hug. "Don't miss me too much."

"Haha funny. Speak for yourself." I say sarcastically as I step back. "Now get out of here."

He begins to walk away, "Goodnight, Heather."

"Goodnight, Marcel." I say as I step into my house.