Whispers In The Rain

round her, mingling with the faint sweetness of cinnamon and vanilla. The soft hum of jazz music played in the background

s she would soon learn-hesitated at the entrance. His dark coat dripped from the rain, a

tilting her head toward an

tepped forward, he moved with an elegance she hadn't expected, the k

ees nearly touching. Outside, the rain continued to fall in shimmering stre

oman with bright eyes and an e

ed at the menu. "Ch

s if the question was foreign to him. Then, af

brow. "Let me guess-

it wasn't quite a smile

So, are you going to tell me your name, or do I h

lickering to the window befor

le on her tongue. "And do you always stand alon

hrough his expression-something

g for the right per

ed. She had expected deflection, may

r drinks on the table. The steam from Evelyn's tea curled in

e heat. "Alright, mystery man. Since I found you in

ightly, intrigued. "That

hy were you re

e traced the rim of his coffee cup with

inally, "the rain make

g there was more, but

way of avoiding the

ever said I had to

one of those, aren't you? The brooding,

prefer I

ent, then smiled. "No. Bu

a moment, he looked past her, his gaze fixed on

, he said, "I

t tightened. She hadn't expected that, but she should have. The way he stood i

y," she s

ll nod, but he di

she asked, "

he thought he wouldn't answer,

Past

tea, giving him space to decid

s against the porcelain of his coffee

ing forward slightly. "The

time that night. His eyes were dark, but not empty.

se you

le. It was the kind of silence that existed between two p

that some wounds never fully heal. Some people d

ve the rain

y the question. Then, for the first time,

dmitted. "Said it al

ed softly. "

ng in something that almost r

before Evelyn spoke ag

rned unreadable a

Instead, she lifted her mug in a q

lifted his cup as well.

the rain tapping soft

é, Adrian didn't look like he was waiting for some

across from a woman, sharing a mom

maybe, that wa