In the middle of collecting her trusty backpack from Jenna’s bedroom, she felt a tender hand on her shoulder, and she knew Jenna would be standing behind her, offering her yet another token of strength and support. Jenna was pretty amazing that way. “Do you want me to go with you?” Jenna asked. When Ash didn’t immediately respond, she added, “I don’t care where you live or any of that. I just want to be there for you.” Sighing, Ash turned around and stood face to face with the girl she’d been falling in love with for a few weeks now. There was nothing but truth and sincerity in the way Jenna looked at her—truth because Jenna would always be honest with her, sincerity because Jenna wouldn’t judge her and would do anything she could to be there for Ash no matter what. “I want you to go with me,” Ash finally said, nodding a few times. “I want Daddy to know who I’m seeing. He’ll approve of you. I know he will.” Jenna gave her a soft smile. “Then I’ll put some clothes on and we can go.”
