Kyla
I’ve never experienced a date like this. My exes didn’t even come close to making this much effort for a date. I didn’t know what to expect, but it has been a wonderful night. No awkwardness, no urge to run.
“I have a question for you, and I need you to be honest, alright?” he says.
We’re on the blanket, with my head nestled on his chest and his arm draped around me.
I glance up at him. “Tell me what you want to know.”
“Did you consider cancelling our plans tonight? I’m aware that you’re at your place; you were trying to distract me, and I am sure it was because you weren’t sure about going on a date with me.”
Oh, he picked up on that detail. This isn’t surprising. He is an intelligent man. Rolling onto my stomach, I rest my chin on his chest.
“The thought of cancelling crosse
