Chapter 37 Secret Date

• Ava
• I smoothed my shirt down in front of the mirror, biting my lower lip in anticipation. Even now, standing in my own bedroom with no one else in sight, I couldn’t help but feel a red tinge creep into my cheeks.
• Normally, I opted for a more bohemian style: long, flowy skirts and dresses, tops suitable for the heat and humidity, that sort of thing. But Chris had texted me this morning to let me know that we were going on a hike, and to wear something appropriate.