All about you

DAWSON

The noisy honking caused my ears to buzz, forcing me awake. I yawned sleepily, looking out the window. Geez, it was dark already!

I rummaged through the car for my phone. I found it and checked the time. It was almost 10 p.m. How long did I sleep?

Another yawn and stretch got rid of whatever trace of sleep that was clinging to me. Carla should be getting off work any second.

Would Smith be picking her up? I checked the parking lot and there wasn't a sign of his car. Was he on his way? He had better be here soon. She shouldn't take the subway. Not at this time of the night.

If only she would love to ride with me…

"Goodnight!" Her giddy voice squealed as she pushed the revolving door, stepping out of the café.

She looked around, maybe in search of Smith. No sign of him, so she sighed and took the sidewalks. Obviously, heading to the subway.

Would she let me give her a lift? The question churned my mind.

'You'll never know unless you try,' my wolf echoed