Wearing a suit felt odd. Jared tried to remember the last time he'd actually worn one. Maybe something that the band had to do together? But tonight, he knew he had to do it. Putting his best foot forward was important for him at this point in his recovery, and he wanted Shell to realize he was serious.
Garrett had done him a solid and told him Shell would be watching baby EJ while he and Hannah were out on their Valentine's Day date. He gripped the flowers he held in his hand, wondering what in the hell she would do. There was a small part of him that hoped she would welcome him with open arms; there was another, larger, part of him that wanted her to fight. He wanted her to make him work for it. He deserved to work for it. The s**t he'd put her through? He'd be lucky if she didn't slam
