Ash P.O.V
“Just go in, and introduce yourself. Give her the book back if you want; she will know who you are just from the sight of it.” Elizabeth was sat beside me in the driver’s seat of her Jeep, looking annoyingly proud of herself that she had managed to get me to this point. I made every excuse over the weekend so that I wouldn’t have to be here; Training, taking Esme to school, ironing of my shirts; I even pleaded with Victor to send me on a job out of town, but he just laughed at me knowing full well Liz would murder us both if we tried to get around her.
Bloody bastard!
But here I am, on a Monday morning, sitting, staring at the shop front feeling like an anxious schoolboy all over again. Nervous about talking to a girl. At 27, I never thought I would find myself in this po
