8
BLAINE
I asked a girl out for lunch—and I hadn’t even gotten her name.
She was so damn pretty, and her smile made my knees weak. I almost drowned in her sparkly dark eyes, could barely keep my thoughts straight. How the hell was I going to sit across from her at a table without my usual buffer to ease my nervousness?
“You got this.” I shook my hands out at my sides, striding down the sidewalk toward the cafe on Thursday for my date. “You need this.” My self pep talk fell flat.
I’d never had a woman on my own, and the thought of it, while exciting, felt…off. Strangely unnatural.
I’m too dependent on Grey.
Everything good in my life was wrapped up in a neat package with him. What would happen when he was ready to move on from sharing a place with his best friend? Start something ser
