I Will Never Forget That Night

Instead of going back to our seats we, we just sat at the back of the stadium, near the concession line, talking.

I learned that his favorite color is blue. His favorite sport is ice hockey. He even admitted that he had been following me before the guy with the rifle had spotted me.

"I thought I recognized you," he said blushing.

"Really," I asked coyly. "You sure you weren't just a little intrigued?"

"Maybe a little," Spencer muttered as his blush deepened.

"Awe," I cooed. I leaned over to give a kiss on the cheek.