Damon
“Was that, ok?” I asked Vanessa as we got into the car. I was so nervous about our date and while I thought things had gone good so far, I was struggling to get a read on her thoughts and emotions. She looked over at me and smiled.
“I love it,” she whispered. I breathed a sigh of relief. When Naomi had suggested that I take her to the open play show, I had been skeptical. The play had been amateur at best, but it had still been enjoyable and funny. Next up was dinner and I was worried she would expect me to take her out to Jack’s or somewhere in Nuport. Instead, I had steaks ready for the grill back home.
“So, I thought I could throw two steaks on the grill for dinner,” I said as I started the car. Vanessa nodded and I took that as a good sign. Normally – or at least what I knew
