♥ Alice ♥
The sun had already started sinking when we drove into Asher Valley. Brendan’s hand rested on my knee as he steered with the other, his thumb brushing small circles against my jeans. The city rose up ahead, familiar to him, still half-strange to me. Lights flickered on in tall buildings. Traffic eased in slow lines along the main road.
“You ok?” he asked.
“I am,” I said. “A little nervous. A little excited,”
“That sounds about right,” he said. “We don’t have to decide anything this week,”
“I know,” I replied. “I just want to see what it feels like,” when we got to his apartment, I was so nervous that I didn’t even understand why. When we walked inside, I was taken aback by the vast difference between my place and his. Brendan’s apartment was functional and neat. It looked mo
