Chapter 43

Jackson stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing his reflection. He'd spent the last hour trying different outfits, each making him feel more like a teenager prepping for prom than a grown man getting ready for a date.

"Jesus, get it together," he muttered, running a hand through his hair for the umpteenth time. He'd settled on a navy button-down and dark jeans, casual but not sloppy. At least, he hoped not.

His phone buzzed on the dresser. A message from Olivia lit up the screen.

Olivia: I just got off work. Here's my address: 1423 Paradise Street, Apt 8B. I can't wait to see you!

Me: Can't wait either. I'll be there in 20. Hope you're ready for a wild night.

He hit send, then immediately regretted it. Too cheesy? Too forward? But it was too late now. He grabbed his keys and headed out, trying to calm his nerves.

The drive to Olivia's place was a blur of streetlights and anticipation. Jackson's mind wandered to their steamy encounter at the hospital, his body reacting to the