He looked at his watch: 11:59 p.m. He grew more and more nervous and apprehensive with each passing second. Was he at the right spot? Was she going to show? What if she didn't show? Maybe she had left Chicago already and...

"I'm so glad you came, Cole!"

Cole jumped as Zafira appeared on the bench beside him, seemingly out of thin air. "Shit! You scared the hell out of me!"

Zafira smiled wickedly. "Your fear amuses me."

As she stood, Cole could not help but stare at her perfect behind. She wore the same outfit as the night before: short black cocktail dress, black knee high boots, black sheer...