Something More
Just a fantasy…
“Josh, I change my mind,” I tugged on his sleeve, leaning into him for support. “I don’t think I can do this.” He didn’t answer at first. Instead, he continued to scan the crowd. Spotlights shone down like stars, the strobes blinding in the relative darkness of the club. He was looking for something in particular. Or rather, someone. Music pumped loudly from some unknown source, and any other time, I would have moved with...