CHAPTER 54

"Can I walk you home?" Brody asks, interlocking his fingers in mine. I struggle to stop the ache in my cheeks from the size of my smile. I bite down on my lower lip and nod, my head bouncing up and down. "Come on," he grins, his dimple appearing in his cheek. We begin to take a slow walk through the dark night, hands held tightly together. A comfortable silence falls upon us but it doesn't feel awkward, it feels right. I subtly glance down at my hand that's holding on to Brody's, studying...