Acceptance.

Date.

Nathanael had always told me, Cage Jackson was no good.

Even if he seemed like a bad guy, I couldn't turn down his invitation to a date.

He had somehow found a way to make me jello in his hands.

The date was at a mall, which we got kicked out of.

Cage didn't bring up drugs, any past flings or anything that could represent a bad boy in some way.

Josiah would have spoke on all of those topics.

Being with Cage made me feel like I was being the peace maker with myself.

He even found a way to slyly get my number and text me cheesy messages.