Chapter Six
Hudson
It"s finally Sunday, and my first “date” with Gracie is in less than four hours. I feel like a nervous teenager again. Sweating in front of my prom date"s front door, checking my breath for the hundredth time, barely daring to imagine where the evening might take us. It"s a little ridiculous; I"m a grown-ass man with plenty of experience under my belt. I lost my virginity before I could even drive, and my bed has rarely been empty since. I shouldn"t be sweating this at all.
But I"ve never had an evening with someone like Gracie—because there is no one like her. She"s special to me, for so many reasons. I only distracted myself with all those other women in the first place because I couldn"t have her. And she"s handed me a huge gift; it"s my responsibility to make sure
