I Want You

The rain started just as we stepped out of the club, fat droplets splashing against the pavement, the smell of wet asphalt rising up like steam. He grabbed my wrist, jaw tight, and pulled me toward the parking lot.

Victor didn’t say a word as he guided me out of the club, one hand on the small of my back, the other clenched at his side like if he let go of his rage, he might burn the whole place d