He turns around, the streetlights not quite able to reach his face.
I froze on the spot, my heart almost leaping out of my chest. To run or not to run? Should I just give in to my brazen desire?
I leaned forward slightly fully aware I was being scrutinised. Drat! Even after being so close I still couldn't clearly see his eyes and here I was risking it all by delaying my flight.
“Do you want to come in?” I blink at a loss for words, noticing a small door close to where he was standing.
I felt stupefied and paralysed, more from the low timbre of his gravelly voice than the question posed to me. It felt like I had chanced upon a rare siren call while I was lost in the mountains and it was beckoning me home.