Jaxon
The drive felt increasingly longer each day Sara stayed with me. I'd never minded staying late at the office, doing the work that needed to be done. Now it took all I had to last until 5:00 p.m. so that I could race home and see her. I moved as quickly as I could without breaking too many traffic laws–being pulled over was the last thing I needed right now.
I pulled up to the driveway feeling more anxious by the minute. I parked in my normal spot in the garage and gathered all my things, then I got out quickly and walked inside. I moved to my office anddropped my belongings, including my jacket before rolling up my sleeves and moving toward the stairs. But thenI heard Sara's laughter in the kitchen, so I stopped instantly and turned to follow the sound of her voice.
I walked int
