Chapter 133: Declan

He pulled up to Iris' house, his stomach in knots. He hadn't been this nervous since he'd first asked Iris out on a date all those weeks ago. Their pity date. He rolled his eyes at himself. How dumb he'd been back then.

But now...he had something he really thought Iris would love. It was going to be awesome. He was excited and nervous and happy and wound up tighter than an eight-day clock. If he knew his Iris – and he really thought he did – she was going to love this. Then, after he surprised her with the present, they could have a nice evening of watching movies and eating popcorn and snuggling on the couch.

Yup, tonight was gonna be a great night.

He grabbed the present off the passenger-side seat, this time wrapped by Jennifer. She'd helped him with this project, for which he was eternally grateful. If he'd been stuck on his own trying to figure it out...well, he wouldn't have, plain and simple.