It’s 6pm on Friday we just pulled up outside my Mom’s house. Jay opens my door and holds his hand out, palm up. I reach out and grasp his large hand with my small one. Our fingers entwine and I feel a flood of warmth. My heart swells at his simple gesture of support as I stare into his fathomless chocolate eyes.
How did I get so lucky?
“Did I thank you yet for coming with me?” I ask.
“Several times.” He smiles.
Pulling my eyes from his gorgeousness, we walk to the door and I knock.
My brother opens the door.
“Jay?” Surprised, his eyes flick between Jay and me. When his gaze lands our joined hands his face splits in a wide grin.
“Well, come on in you two.” he steps aside opening the door wide.
“What did you bring?” Daniel grabs the carrying container from Jay and tr
