Chapter 4
Before he set off back up the slope to try the route again, he turned towards the cafe window and waved to me. He did that many times during the afternoon, though I doubt he could see me properly from that distance.
Tonight, the music in the party room is just a little too loud but it’s not aggressive like in a club. The lights are low but with no flickering neon effects.
“You taste good.” Aaron sighs against my mouth. “Do you want another drink?”
I smile. Things feel good here, but I know where they’d feel better. “No thanks. You taste good too. I’d prefer the taste of that instead.”