Allison's POV.

Present

I stared at the message for a long moment, my heart pounding. Did I want to talk to him? Did I want to confront the feelings that had resurfaced? I didn't know, but I also couldn't avoid him forever.

Taking a deep breath, I replied, "Okay. When and where?"

His response was immediate. "Tonight, my place. 8 PM."

I hesitated, my finger hovering over the screen. But I knew I had to face him, to face whatever this was between us. "I'll be there," I typed, hitting send before I could change my mind.

I tried to focus on work, but my thoughts kept drifting back to...