Allie stared blindly at the cup of hot chocolate in her hands. She wondered if she was acting out of character because of the emotional release she had felt this evening combined with exhaustion. To say she had been startled when Jacob had touched her in the hallway was an understatement. All the way home, she had fought with a mixture of emotions ranging from relief, to sorrow, to acceptance, and back again.
She didn’t understand why she was suddenly ready to move on. Or at least, she hadn’t been until Jacob touched her again. Confusion swept through her, making her wonder what in the hell was going on inside her head.
She had just met the guy today. Hell, she didn’t know a damn thing about him and she was about to spill her guts to him. As out of character as it was for her, something
