Chapter Eleven« ^ »Dana stood outside Trevor's front door and fought down the urge to run back to her place. She was actually shaking. Telling herself it was "just nerves" didn't help at all. What had seemed fun and almost easy back at Granetti's was suddenly an incredibly terrifying proposition. What had she been thinking? Was she really going to waltz into Trevor's house and tell him that she was interested in going out with him? Was she insane?"I can't do this," she murmured. "I just can't. I'll die."And even if she didn't die, she might feel as though she wanted to, which was about the same thing in her mind."Just do it or leave," she said aloud, then wondered what the neighbors would think when they saw her out there talking to herself like a crazy person.She sucked in a deep breath. She had a lot of flaws, but running away wasn't one of them. After sending up a quick prayer for both courage and the ability to stand whatever humiliation might come her way, she knocked on his door.It was 7:00 p.m.
