Jame's pov.

I'm outside. Are you ready? I texted her and immediately dropped my phone to rub my twitching palms on my sides as I had been doing since I got here. I was nervous as fuck. Not to be sexist, but I was kind of unsettled a woman made me this nervous, then again, this woman always undid me.

My fingers were twitching profusely like a 12-year-old boy going on his first date. It wasn't like I hadn't been on a date with Dei before, on the contrary. So why was I this nervous? I guess it was because of what was about to be deciphered and the fact...