I feel like my brain is buffering. "You… came to take me to see the… what now?"
"The sunrise. From the lakefront." He pulls my notebook from his jacket pocket and holds it up. "Number one on your list."
My eyes widen as recognition dawns.
"That's my— Hold the hell on. You stole my notebook?!"
"Borrowed. Not permanent."
"Andrew, that's—" I reach for it, but he holds it just out of reach. "Give that back!"
"In a minute. First, you need to get dressed."
"It's not even four in the morning! Sunrise isn't for hours!"
"Which gives us plenty of time to get to the lake, drink some coffee, and pick a good spot."
He meets my eyes. "You wrote that you wanted to see it. So I'm taking you to see it."
I shake my head. "You have officially gone fully insane."
"Probably." He shrugs. "But I'm also not leaving until you get dressed and come with me."
