He honks a couple times before I open the front door and wave my hand at him to let him know I need five more minutes. He jumps out of his truck and runs up to my front door, causing my heart to race. “Can I wait inside?” he asks. My mind starts to work overtime, and all the little voices that like to speak over me are going off in my head. I haven’t been alone in a house with any guy except for Beau since everything that happened. If something were to happen right now, my mom won’t be home for at least eight or nine hours and most of my neighbors are at work. No one would hear me if something happened to me. But I know Asher’s different, so I open the door all the way and move back to let him in. I take a few calming breaths and close the door before turning to face him. My stomach feels like I just took a wild roller coaster ride, but I’m going to see this through. It’s all about baby steps. “I just have a few things I have to finish.
