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"Yeah, but . . . that's the thing. It's you and me, and we're . . ." I waved <strong>my</strong> hands at<br />
our naked bodies.<br />
"Do you want to stop?"<br />
"Of course not. I <strong>just</strong> . . . I'm scared this is going to change everything between us."<br />
"It doesn't have to." He shrugged. "Not if we don't want it to. If any two people can . .<br />
. ya know, and bounce back it would be us."<br />
"I think it's okay now."<br />
"Huh?"<br />
"The floor." He chuckles, nodding to where <strong>my</strong> hand is moving in a persistent circle<br />
over the now dry area.<br />
"Oh, right."<br />
Laughing, he stands up, pulling me with him. "So, I'm ready whenever you are."<br />
"I'm ready," I rush out. "I got a nice evening planned."<br />
"Well don't get any ideas, miss missy. I don't put out on the first date."<br />
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"So, tell me about yourself," I start and Edward barks out a massive laugh. We were<br />
pretty quiet on the short drive to Dale's, his favorite restaurant, but now we're seated<br />
at a table, I felt it was time to begin proper first date etiquette.<br />
"I'm turning twenty-five in a couple of weeks," he says pointedly and I chuckle. I<br />
already have his gift. "I graduated college about three years ago. I have a two-year<br />
old son."<br />
I fight the urge to reply with a cheesy 'so do I!' instead, I <strong>just</strong> nod. "What's his mom<br />
like?"<br />
He snorts. "She's kinda crazy to be honest."<br />
I can't help but laugh. This whole thing is a little crazy.