Page 49 of Sugarloaf Ridge Lies

Reluctantly, we say goodnight, keeping our hands to ourselves to not pass this virus around. Jerry walks me to my car and opens my door. My heart sinks as I get inside. Tonight was truly special. The effort he put in, how comfortable we were, it exceeded my expectations.

“Thank you, Jerry. Sorry I ruined our night.”

He shrugs one shoulder. “Don’t say that. Shit happens. We just do this again, yeah?” He eyes me expectantly.

With a heavy sigh, I force a smile despite feeling hot and cold at the same time. “I’d like that.”

“Drive safe. Let me know when you get home ’kay?”

“Kay.”

He winks and closes my door.

I swallow hard as I start the car and wave goodbye. Jerry shrinks in my rear-view mirror as I approach the highway.

Although my stomach turns from time to time, I arrive home without having to pull over. After showering and settling into bed, my phone dings.

Jerry: Feeling any better? Let me know if you want me to drop anything around, OK?

Me: Thanks. Hopefully I can sleep it off and will be right in the next day or two. Catch up later in the week? x

Jerry: Yup, whenever you want. Let me know

Setting my phone aside, I stare at the sliver of moonlight peeking through my blind. Things may have taken a turn tonight, spoiled one of the best dates of my life, but I made progress. I revealed more of myself, even if it was only a little.

Hope blossoms in my heart as my mind turns to Jerry.

Our relationship is off to a great start.

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