Blake hugged himself because of the night wind. Staying about twenty minutes at the motorcycle parking lot started to make his nose runny. He looked up at the level where Marissa's house was. If he followed his heart, he would already be knocking on her door but after a lot of thought, he decided just to stay there. It was not that bad, seeing her apartment would be enough for the day.
Seeing there was no Micky's motorcycle there, he guessed he still had not finished his night part time shift.
"Hmm yes, I already arrived at my house. Okay..."
The weak voice that reached Blake's ears made him hide immediately. He was so sure that was Marissa's voice. Hiding behind a tree nearby, he glanced at his watch, thirty minutes past midnight.
'What was she doing getting back this late?' He frowned but was still trying hard to take a peek on her face. The face that he missed for more than a week.
