Twenty-One
Ridge
The more I thought about things … me and Karrie, my conversation with my brother, my parents and family relationships, the more I wondered if I was being too cautious. And, if I was letting fear hold me back.
I’d always thought of myself as a casual kind of guy, interested in hookups and s*x, but not anything deeper.
But, now that I’d met and spent time with Karrie, I was starting to think the baggage from my childhood was possibly standing in the way of something amazing. I’d always been so adamant about not getting too serious, that if I didn’t get my head out of my ass, I could let the most amazing girl I’d ever met slip through my fingers.
I was cockblocking myself.
Before we’d met for lunch, I’d decided I was going to get out of my own way and see what happened.
