The moment door clicked shut behind us, and for a moment all I heard was my own heartbeat. It thudded loud enough that I wondered if he could hear it, too. The air felt thick—heavy with anticipation, with the unspoken “are we really doing this?” tension that made my palms warm and my breath catch just a little. I hadn’t felt nerves like this in years. The good kind. The kind that made my stomach flutter and my skin wake u...