The afternoon had that calm, golden stillness that usually followed a long day of sun.
Izan's car slowed along the row of brick buildings as students streamed out of King's College, laughter echoing over the sound of closing doors and revving engines.
He spotted Olivia near the gates, phone in hand, waving when she noticed him, amid the stares and all the attention on her and the car he was picking her up in.
From his seat, he could see people from farther away whispering to one another and pointing towards Olivia as she slipped into the passenger seat, her bag thudding softly against the floor.
The scent of her faint perfume filled the air as she buckled up, pulling her hair over one shoulder.
Izan glanced at her briefly before steering back into the main road.
"How did it go?" he asked, eyes on the traffic but voice easy.
Olivia leaned back in her seat, a sly grin tugging at her lips.
