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huffed. 
    “Do you mind if I sit here?”
    I startled. I hadn’t heard anyone walk up while in the midst of my stalkery search. Reaching for my chest, I looked up to see a young man staring back at me. 
    “I apologize. Didn’t mean to scare you,” he said sincerely. 
    My instincts had me scoot away to the edge of the bench. “It’s okay.”
    “Do you mind?” He pointed towards the bench.
    I shook my head no.
    Glancing slightly in his direction I noticed that he was wearing slacks, and dress shoes. It seemed odd for the park. I tried not to stir in my seat too much and kept my phone facing outward so that he wouldn’t see my search engine. He’d probably think I was a total creeper. 
    He stretched his long legs out in front of him, and I felt the back of the bench move when he relaxed into it. A sigh slipped from his mouth, and I wondered if it had been a tough day for him too. 
    “I’m Bo,” he said, extending his hand to me. 
    “Tori.” I shook his outstretched hand and finally got a better look at his face. He had dark brown eyes, and dimples on both of his cheeks. I looked away quickly, trying to hide from his gaze. He was good looking, and in what little interaction that I’d ever had with men, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold my own with this one. I’d probably melt into a pile of girlish mush. 
    Quickly, I stared back towards the ground before my awkwardness showed it’s ugly face. 
    “It’s been a long day Tori,” Bo said. My name rolled off his tongue like we were old friends, not two people who just met. 
    “Agreed.”
    “Taking a trip?” He asked. 
    I noticed he was looking at my backpack. “Um, yeah. Kind of at a standstill.” Shit. Why did say that? Shut your face Tori.
    “Why the standstill? Does that mean you don’t know where you’ll be headed next?” 
    “Sort of.” I scoffed. What happened to the old Tori? The one who didn’t speak to strangers; the one who didn’t engage in any conversation. Jesus. 
    “That sounds like an adventure to me,” Bo said, and I could hear the smile in his voice even though I couldn’t look up at his face to check. 
    There was a moment of silence before a loud roar of thunder. Looking up I noticed a dark cloud making its way in our direction. 
    “Shit,” I said when I realized that I still had to find the hotel. There was no way I could run, and I didn’t even know how much farther the hotel was. 
    I stood up from the bench and slipped my backpack on. Bo stood up too. 
    “You need a ride?” He asked me as I started walking away. 
    “No thanks. I’m okay.” I replied. Looking at him one more time I said, “Nice to meet you.”
    “You too,” he called after me. 
    As quickly as I could, I walked back to the intersection. I looked down the street but didn’t see a motel anywhere. The lady said about a mile. I sighed just thinking about it. There was no way I’d make it a mile without getting rained on. 
    The rumble of thunder helped kick me into gear. I moved as quickly as I could. 
    Please don’t rain on me. Please don’t rain on me.

    “REALLY!” I said, as I felt the raindrops hit my head. Of course, I wasn’t going to catch a break.
    “Hey,” a voice called out to me. A black sports car was parked on the curb, and I could see Bo’s face through the window. I gave him a questionable look, or maybe it was a frustrated look. I needed to keep moving before I got drenched. “I can give you a ride. It’s no problem at all.”
    “It’s okay, really.” A crack of lightning shot across the sky, and I trembled just watching it. I didn’t like thunderstorms and the thought of riding with him didn’t sound too bad. Once again I found myself ready and willing to place my life in the hands of a stranger. 
    “Come on,” he motioned. 
    I tried to fight myself on it, but then the rain came harder. 
    Screw it.
    Stepping lightly so that I wouldn’t fall on the already slick sidewalk, I opened the car