Ashton:
The sun had barely risen when I parked my truck in front of Adrianna’s house. The air was crisp and cool, and the first light of dawn painted the horizon in soft pinks and oranges. I didn’t care that it was early—I couldn’t wait any longer. Today was the day I would start making my dreams with Adrianna a reality.
I knocked on the door, practically buzzing with excitement. Adrianna answered a moment later, her chestnut hair still a little messy from sleep, her oversized sweatshirt hanging loosely on her small frame. Even like this, she took my breath away.
“Morning,” I greeted, grinning.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at me suspiciously. “You’re awfully cheerful for this early, Ashton,” she said, her voice still soft with sleep.
“I couldn’t wait to see you,” I said hon
