An awareness crawls across my skin and down my spine. I have an intuitive feeling someone’s awareness is planted right my way with intent. I straighten up and narrow my eyes. The hairs raise on my back of my neck and a chill sweeps across them. I lift my head and scope the place out looking for the intensity pinned against me. My eyes pass his at first then snag back to that fixed stare. Do I know him? I furrow my brows. No. I look around me. He is looking at me.
The moment passes and he looks away. I rub my arms and mentally shrug the moment off.