Chapter 165

• As Cyrus and Mia made their way down the block to her apartment, her nerves took over again. “Umm, Mr. Evans? What should I call you? I want to be respectful.”
• “Sweetheart, you can call me Cyrus. There’s no need to be formal.” He looked over at her as they walked, shoving his hands in his pockets. Cyrus was nervous too but desperately trying to not let it show. “You don’t have to be so nervous around me, flower. You know that, right? I’m still the guy you have been talking to all this time.”
• “Oh, I know. It’s just… different. I expected some geek who lived in his mom’s basement. Oh, and the cats,” she giggled.