Jake's POV
Three years earlier..
This is it. This is the day I have been waiting for. I am standing at her front door. I am waiting for her to open the door, or her mother. The flower bouquet is starting to slip from my hand, as they start to sweat excessively.
This hasn't happened once. Trying to impress a girl I have known for only a month, and I am completely, absolutely, utterly, whipped by her personality, her looks, her...well, her everything.
The door clicks, and I instantly straighten my back and smile.
"You must be Jake." An older version of Maddie greets me, and I now know where Maddie gets her good looks from.
"Yes, ma'am. It is nice to meet you." I courtly extended my hand to shake hers.
She smiles sweetly at me and shakes my hand. "Come on in, Jake."
"Thank you, ma'am.
