“I drove past and thought I saw someone sitting out here. I had a hunch it was you. I figured if anyone would be sitting alone on a bench in the dark, it’d be my partner,” Angel said jokingly.
Michael’s heart began to pound as it always did when he was alone with Angel. “Why’d you call out?” The words sounded hollow. He wanted so much to ask something else but couldn’t.
“I needed to think,” Angel said as he came closer.
Angel’s familiar scent all but blocked the wild lilac. Michael heard Angel’s breathing, and his own heart felt as if it were going to explode right out of his chest.
“You know, Mikey, I don’t know what it is, but sometimes, when we’re together, alone…” Angel paused and Michael could see he was struggling.
“Angel, I—” Michael started to stay, but Angel held up a hand.