Page 3 of Find Me in the Rain

Little fingers grab ahold of my hand as I take my first step toward the restrooms. The smallest action that absolutely wrecks my heart. This boy has me, heart and soul, wrapped around his fingers.

We head into the women’s empty restroom, and I help him get up onto the toilet.

He starts humming. It sounds familiar, but I can’t place it.

“What are you singing?” I ask him.

He snickers. “Uncle Josh was playing it when he picked me up.”

Oh no.

His humming continues, and a few moments later, the lightbulb burns so bright in my mind that it bursts.

My hand flies to his mouth, smothering the hums.

I’m going to kill Josh.

“Honey, you can’t sing that song. That’s an adult song.”Oh dear Lord, please don’t sing that at school.

I don’t care as much if he uses swear words when he gets a little older. But it’s probably frowned upon in his classroom.

Those big puppy-dog brown eyes plead with me. “But, Mom, Uncle Josh lets me sing it!”

Are you kidding me?!

“We will talk to Uncle Josh after this. Are you done?”

I save my anger for Josh. Jack doesn’t know any better.

“Yeah.” He nods his head so sharply that I worry he’ll get whiplash.

I grab some toilet paper and hand it to him. After he’s done wiping, we get his pants re-situated and leave the restroom with my heart still beating too fast from my freak-out.

When our booth comes into sight, I can see some guy talking to Char, standing next to our table. And by the looks of it, she is enjoying every second. She’s leaning forward on the table, her chin in her hand.

I finally catch a few words as we approach. “See you tonight then.”

What?

Char notices me and turns her attention to Jack and me. “This is Laura and Jack. Laura’s the one coming out with me tonight.”

All right, Char, good for you.

His curly brown hair falls lightly on his forehead. And when his eyes meet mine, my breath catches. His eyes are so blue; they’re mesmerizing.

“Hi, I’m Cam. Charlotte and I met in her class today. I’m really glad you’re coming out tonight. Save a dance for me?”

Jack’s tugging at my hand, probably wondering who this guy is.

“Yeah, sure,” I mumble not quite sure how to flirt anymore.

His full lips tilt into a half-grin. “Good. I’ll see you later, Laura.” His body has turned to me completely.

“See you then,” I mutter a little too eagerly.

His full-on smile reveals an almost-perfect set of white teeth. With that, he turns on his heels and heads out the door with his coffee.

I watch him leave, and Jack is practically shaking my arm like a toy at this point.