Suddenly I was in a rest stop bathroom. The smell of mildew in the air, dirt in the grout of the tile, water leaking from a broken toilet, and ants crawling on the floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. My heart jumped, a tingle went over me, the hair on my arms stood up. He walked toward me. This chiseled chest bare and his blue jeans, loose. He placed his hand on the small of my back, and my body swayed closer to his. I reached up and ran my fingers through his wavy hair, his other hand caressed my cheek. I closed my eyes. Salt, I tasted salt. His lips were on mine, and then...
Wind was blowing through my hair. I could feel the hot sun on my face. I opened my eyes. Trees were moving past me. I was on a highway, in a convertible, however I was not driving. I was in a convertible on the back of a car carrier, in the middle of nowhere, moving fast.
The only thought on my mind, "Who was the man in the bathroom and how could I get back to him?"
