I left Nikki's feeling great, but I was still a little nervous because I didn't share about my PTSD. While I don't want to hide anything from her, I just don't think we are there yet. However, I don't know that I have ever been so comfortable talking to a woman before that I wasn't related to.
JEN: How did your night go, or is it still going?
GRANT: Just pulled into my drive. It was great, but we both have early mornings, so I left. But not before I took a good night's kiss.
JEN: Good for you! Proud of you, brother. Sweet dreams.
GRANT: Love you sis.
I got out of my truck and headed inside. I wanted to talk to Nikki more, but I didn't want to scare her away. 'Good lord, what am I 14?' I know I have PT in the morning, so I grab a bottle of water and head to my room. I strip down, take
