“It’s okay. I understand. So, you’re a lawyer?” Posing the question as we followed the hostess to an empty table, Ashley nodded to herself without waiting for an answer. “I’m too much of a chicken to do anything like that. I’m fine being a vet- at least, my patients are always happy to see me.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Holding out Ashley’s chair, my grip on the object tightened when she flashed me a beautiful, sheepish smile. Holding my breath as she sat down gracefully, I momentarily lost my train of thought as I moved to sit across from her. “Being a chicken, I mean- you said that earlier at the shop, too. It’s not a bad thing to be hesitant to try things you might not be compatible with, Ash.”
“I’ve… I’ve always been told that I need to be more… assertive…” My heart jumpe
