Chapter 1

"Hey Dad"

"Yeah Jordan?"

"Um, I think I'll lock up tonight..."

Max looked at Woody and back at Jordan "Okay, just be careful on the way home."

"I will Dad, I promise"

"You too Hoyt"

"Yes, sir"

Jordan turned to look at Woody after her Dad left, "look Woody, about earlier...um I'm not sorry I invited you,"

"Jordan, I was just kidding about that I didn't mean it, I"

"Woody, let me finish, please??"

Woody just looked at her silently and gave her a slight nod to continue, "Woody I have been talking to Dr. Stiles a lot lately about my inability to commit to anyone and well I think we came to the root of my problem. Well the two roots."

Woody look up at her, surprise written all over his face, ready to say something, when Jordan continued, "The first is really simple I am terrified. Terrified that I will get hurt, that when I am finally ready to let go, the man I let go with will die or leave or something and I don't want to go through what my father went through, the pain the depression. I wouldn't last." She took a deep breath, and continued "the second is a little more confusing, there is only one man I would ever feel comfortable enough to let go with, and I know that he wants this as much as I do and I know that he would never hurt me on purpose, but I am struggling with how to tell him..."

As Jordan stopped she looked into Woody's eyes to show him what she was trying to say and he smiled slightly saying, "I thought you did a pretty good job."

Jordan's own smile matched Woody's and she leaned in slightly, but Woody put his finger on her lips, "Wait"

Jordan looked up surprised, as Woody walked over to the jukebox and put a song on; he then smiled at Jordan and held his hand out. "Dance with me" he said simply, but with a big smile. Jordan smiled back and grabbed his hand.

They had been dancing, really close when Woody lifted his hand to Jordan's face and using his thumb and forefinger he lifted Jordan's face to his own in a sweet, but passionate kiss. As they broke apart, they smile at each other. Jordan laid her head on Woody's shoulder, still smiling. This is how it is supposed to be, she thought, this is perfect.

From his seat on the steps, Max smiled as well, she finally did it he thought she finally let go. His smile lasted all the way home were he dreamt of white dresses and wedding bells.