You and Rudy sit side by side on the tailgate of a truck. Steam swirls around his mug of coffee, the cool air tinging his cheeks a rosy pink.

You both had been sitting there for a while now, watching people pass and enjoying each other's company.

“Look there!” He whispers, leaning slightly closer. “I think she likes him.” Rudy gestures subtly at a couple a ways away, walking close but not quite touching.