At the mall
Justin met her at the mall’s entrance. He’d worn his best clothes and even had an emergency haircut. He smelled nice, with his best weapon – his infectious smile – awaiting his deployment.
“Mikaela!” he greeted her, hugging her tight. He could see the surprise on her face. He’d never acted this way with her before. “Are you okay?” she asked with knitted brows. But her reason for asking this question would leave him speechless.