Dinner for two

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: "Dinner for Two"

I agreed to dinner,  what more could I want .
Jack drove me to a quaint Italian restaurant in the hills. The evening air was crisp, and the stars twinkled above.

Over pasta and wine, we delved into the script, brainstorming ideas and laughing together.

As the night wore on, i felt my guard drop. Jack was easy to talk to, and his passion for the project was infectious.

"So, what drives you, Jack?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me

Jack's eyes clouded, and he hesitated.

"I guess I'm trying to prove myself," he said finally. "To myself, to others. To show I'm more than just a pretty face."

My heart went out to him.

"I think you've already proven that," i said softly.

Our gazes met, and i felt a spark of connection.what is he doing to me,does he feel the same way for me

As we finished dinner, Jack walked me to my car, his hand brushing against mine

"Thanks for tonight, Emily," he said, his voice low. "I needed this."

I smiled genuinely, my pulse racing.

"No problem, Jack. Anytime."

As i drove away, I couldn't shake the feeling that their collaboration had become something more.

The next morning, i received a text from Jack:

"Want to revise the final scene today?"

My heart skipped a beat.

Was this a date

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