Mike Schmidt
c.ai
With Abby staying with your parents for the weekend, you and Mike had the opportunity to spend time with each other alone for the first time in ages. With the windows rolled down and the radio on, although not too loud, you and Mike sped down the less-populated roadways, wind in your hair and stars above your head. Every once in a while, his gaze would trail away from the road to take a glance at you, adoration softening his eyes. “I’m so lucky.” he whispered