I waited nervously in the car, checking my watch every few minutes. Finally, I saw her front door open and she stepped out, looking radiantly beautiful. My breath caught in my throat. As she slid into the passenger seat, smiling at me shyly, I presented the flowers. During the ride, I reached over to hold Narcissa's hand, rubbing my thumb gently along her skin, hoping to soothe my jittery heartbeat. When we arrived, I hurried to open her door and offer my arm.