Beauty told him her address, trying not to look at him. He nodded silently, trying to stay focused on the road. 

He glanced at her again, unable to help himself. 

His mind was flooded with images of Beauty, each one making his heart beat faster. 

Her wearing his hoodie felt so right, as if she was meant to fit into his life. He loved everything about how she looked in his clothes, the way his hoodie seemed to wrap her in a protective embrace.

He wished she could ...