Dave’s heart took courage at the sound of barking behind the door. He’d tossed and turned all night, expecting a text from Brooklynn at any moment that told him she wouldn’t go out with him.
I can’t go.
I can’t go.I’m sick.
I’m sick.I made a mistake.
I made a mistake.He’d been through every excuse in the book, and that meant he hadn’t gotten much sleep. She still hadn’t opened the door, which didn’t help his nerves, but the dogs quieted.
And then the door swung in, revealing her stunning beauty right there in full color before him. He couldn’t breathe, but somehow his mouth knew to smile. “Wow.” He drank her in, feeling like he’d been in the desert for a decade without water.
She wore a pair of black jeans that accentuated the length of her legs. A pair of black ankle boots that adde
