SEVERAL WEEKS LATER
Since we agreed to date, it's been almost a month. Austin visits my condo so regularly that some nights I worry he might sneak in to sleep with me. I never thought that just two years would change Austin so much.
From a moody bad boy to a slightly mischievous yet warm-hearted man.
Click of the lock!
There he is, just as I thought of him. He always does this, never calling ahead and never knocking on the door.
“Man, the traffic was awful!” Austin said as he walked into the room, looking annoyed, and immediately plopped down on the sofa, resting his head on my lap. But I'm used to it because he often asks to rest his head on my lap.
“I told you, you don't have to come. We can just meet on weekends,” I smiled at him because his company is far from my condo. Every day
