Chapter 23

***POV:Cyrus***

Finishing up getting myself ready to take Violet out, I am more nervous than I expected to be. It actually feels like this may be the most nervous I have been about a woman. It’s not like I am inexperienced, a bit rusty and out of practice perhaps, but definitely not new to the game. I got around in my younger days more than most, before the world came to a stop. After all that went down, my priorities changed, and hooking up randomly just seemed pointless. I needed more. There was no need to waste time on the wrong people. Violet is everything but wrong, she is all things that are right, she has all the potential for more.

I am wearing a tight-fitting cream-colored V-neck t-shirt, and some dark jeans. Trying to go for casual but put together so she knows I made an effort for her. I even put some cologne on, I cannot recall the last time I did that. Not much call for cologne in the apocalypse, I laugh to myself. I walk out of my apartment, going through a mental checkl