Chapter 37: Ivy

With anyone else, it certainly wouldn't be.

But with Roan, it feels huge. Monumental.

We climb into his truck. Five minutes later, he's sliding into a parking spot near Adler Hall where our class is located. Cutting the engine, he turns to me. Neither of us move to exit the vehicle even though we both need to get to class.

A look of nervousness flashes across his face which is completely un-Roan-like. "Grabbing dinner last night was nice." He pauses as if waiting for me to confirm his words. I jerk my head into a nod because he's right, it was nice. "Good." He gives me a brief smile before continuing. "I was kind of, um, thinking we could do it again."

My mouth falls open. It almost sounds like he's asking me out. Not that I doubt my hearing, but still, I need him to reconfirm this. "Are you asking me out on a date?"

His gaze holds mine. When it seems like he might scrap the idea and start backpedaling, his lips twitch into a grin. "Yeah, I guess I am. I want to ta