Chapter six

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"Do you wanna go out for dinner  tonight" . I could sensethe nervousness in his voice, it was kinda cute. I smile and nod in response.

We are to meet at 'La Café'(a really great  french place, they served pie there) at seven.

What to wear, I've been asking a lot of this question lately.  I decide on a chilled look, so I put on a floral print dress with Chuck Taylors. I know they're the most uncomfortable shoes, but  Mr S is worth it. I got to the café at 6:30 because I needed to practice my greeting, I don't want history repeating itself.

He walks in, looking absolutely gorgeous as usual. He gives me a hug and a kiss then sits down.

"I would like to have the  spare ribs with the really greasy fries pllus a triple beef burger" I order in the sexiest voice I can manage. A tip on dating, when out for dinner you don't want to sound like a disgusting person who eats a salad ( well that kinda only applies in our world). "Uh, I'll have the...triple greased-up pizza ham wrapped in bacon, thank you." How could he order that? I feel like taking my order back now. What does he think now, that I'm disgusting,  I mean what if he never asks me out?

"Listen, Peter.  I have something to tell you."

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