Cortland
My heart races as I approach the restaurant, each step heavy with anticipation. Excitement and nervousness battle in my gut. I've planned this meeting meticulously since my monumental blunder with Austin, rehearsing countless scenarios in my mind.
The neon sign flickers ahead, a beacon in the gathering dusk. I chuckle at the absurdity of my predicament - me, the great Cortland Myers, reduced to a nervous wreck by one woman.
Love strips away bravado, leaving us raw and exposed. As I reach for the door handle, pulse pounding, I know no place else matters more than here, fighting for her.
Inside, Austin sits across from me, her presence electrifying. Those bright blue eyes - twin pools of temptation - threaten to drown me. Her confidence radiates, an unstoppable force.
I fumble
