Nathan?

~Cassidy~

"You're good? We could turn back if you want," Sterling asked, giving my thigh a reassuring squeeze as he weaved through traffic. I swallowed hard and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just dinner. I can handle it," I muttered, turning to the window, trying to calm my racing heart. Dinner with the woman who gave birth to me shouldn't make me this nervous, but it did. Maybe it was