CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

"I think I’m just in shock, Gavin. I really am excited about it, though."

I can tell that he senses something is off with me, but I don’t know what to tell him.

"Sophia, what’s wrong?" he asks, his voice filled with concern.

I exhale, not wanting to do this over the phone.

"We’ll talk about it tonight, I promise. I have to go, Gavin."

I hear a loud screech in the background and then his rough breath across the phone.

"Okay."

***

When I hear the three soft knocks coming from the door of my apartment, I glance up from the oven, shutting it with my knee and peeling off the apron I’m wearing. My mind is still spinning, but I realized that Gavin was right. We both have pasts. I just have to trust in what we have. My insecurities got the best of me today and that’s not fair, since Gavin never gave up on me. Even when I told him about my past, my baggage, he still wanted to be with me. So why should Jasmine change anything?

“You’re early," I say as I open the door to him. He has on gray slack