The city lights blurred into streaks as I drove, mercury orange lines rolling over me as I passed streetlights. I had pulled on a fitted black tank top that dipped low across the chest, framed by the open zip of a dark ribbed jacket that clung neatly to my arms. It was a regular go-to for me, but Theo had once said the look struck a balance between laid-back athletic and subtly daring. He never knew if I had just come fro...