“Jordan,” I said gently. “I can call you a cab or an Uber right now, and I’ll even pay for it so I know you get home safely. Or you could come inside? I can promise you there will be no pressure for sex or anything, really. Although I wouldn’t be opposed to maybe some more kissing or hand holding. And I’m pretty sure Deep Space Nine is on Netflix, and I haven’t seen it in years.” I was nervous and it was very obvious. “I’ve just had a really great day and I don’t want it to end yet, but if you want to go, it’s totally fine and I understand, I really do. It is kinda late, but if you do want to leave, please let me pay your Uber fare because as much as I love this place, it can be kind of sketchy at night and—”

Jordan put his hand on the gate to my front door and pushed it open. “After you.”

I let out a relieved laugh but went through the gate. My stomach tightened with nerves. “Um. Thank you.”

“The nervous rambling is cute,” he said. “But like I said, that’s my trademark. You’ll need to get your own.”

Smiling, I took out my key and unlocked my front door, and this time, I held the door for him. “I’m not normally the nervous type,” I admitted as I stepped inside. I flipped on the light and closed the door behind him, then leaned my back against it. “But I am around you. I mean, I’m comfortable like I’ve known you forever, but I’m nervous because I don’t want to fuck this up.”

He turned and eyed me for a moment. “Why would you fuck it up? Because believe me, if there’s anyone who is a walking train wreck, I’m pretty sure it’s me.”

I put my hand to my forehead, trying to get myself in order, and pushed off the door to close the distance between us. “You’re not a walking train wreck,” I whispered, putting my hand to his jaw. “You’re kind of awesome and really cute. And I probably should find my manners and ask you if you’d like a drink or something, but I’m pretty sure if I don’t kiss you right now, my heart will explode.”

He sucked back a breath and licked his lips. “Well, we can’t have exploding hearts. I mean I know CPR and I can keep a heart beating until the ambulance gets here but I don’t think there’s much I can do for an exploding heart and I’d much rather you didn’t die right now because the cops might think I did it and I’m far too cute to go to jail.”