“That actually sounds like a super fun date,” Ellie interjects.
“It was. I don’t think I’ve laughed so hard in my life.”
“Honestly, it’s not what I was expecting from him,” Lacey adds as Ellie makes a noise of agreement since her mouth is stuffed. “But I can’t say I’m not pleasantly surprised. That’s a great first date.”
“It was. It’s not what I was expecting either,” I agree with Lacey. “But it was hands down the best first date I’ve ever been on,” I say honestly. “Even if neither of us are very good at bowling, to say the least! I swear my first two turns only one of my balls made it all the way down the lane to hit a pin. But then he did the one thing I swear every girl wants a man to do at least once in their lifetime! He came up behind me and showed me how bowling was done,” I explain, making the girls giggle. I can still feel his body pressed up against me, and his breath fanning along my neck. No man has ever made me shiver the way he did last night.
“Oh my God! I love that for you!” Ellie says. “Maybe I should get JJ to bring me bowling so he can show me how it’s done.”
“I highly recommend!” I encourage.
It really was the perfect date. It started off fairly serious with talk about his ex and Lucas, but once the main dishes made it to our table they were forgotten, and we were deep in talk about Hagrid’s habits, Sadie’s dreams, and my book. It’s clear he’s a momma’s boy who would do anything for his sister. It’s endearing. After our meal, we spent the night laughing, to the point where my abs are still a little sore this morning, since neither of us were very good at bowling. He finally folded and told me that Sadie had helped him plan the date; that he wasn’t sure what to plan as a first date, so she had stepped in and provided a perfect solution for him.
“Is there going to be a second date?” Ellie asks.
“We didn’t make plans for a second per se, but we do text everyday.” Speaking of texting, my phone vibrates beside my hand with an incoming text. Looking down, I see Ian’s name flash across the screen. Grabbing my phone, I open the text to see:
Ian:
What are you up to this evening?
Me:
Not much. Levi said he was going out so I thought I’d take advantage of having the house to myself.
Ian:
What would it take to have you come over to mine? Cat cuddle? Harry Potter 3? Homemade supper?
Me:
I could be convinced with a homemade supper.
Ian:
Perfect—anything you don’t eat?
Me:
No, I’m pretty easy.
I instantly blush hearing how that sounds. Although, there is some truth in the innuendo. Everything is easy with Ian . . . Yes, even me. The usual shyness and lack of confidence I have towards sex isn’t there with him. It’s the way he seems to always be looking at me. With just a quick glance my way he sets myskin ablaze. When I have his attention, I can feel myself be consumed by him, like he doesn’t ever want to look away.
Pulled away from my thoughts, I see Ellie wave a hand in front of me as Lacey says, “And we’ve lost her.” With a knowing smirk on her face, she teases, “What’s gotten you so distracted? Who were you texting?”
“I bet it was Ian,” Ellie answered.
“Ian,” I confirm, inhaling the last bite of my taco. “He asked me if I wanted to come over tonight. That he would make me supper,” I say, taking a sip of margarita, turning all my attention to Lacey. “I agreed. Levi said he was busy tonight, conveniently, just like you Lacey.”
Lacey quickly turns red. “We’re not talking about me, we’re talking about you. Don’t try to change the subject.” I raise a brow over my glass as she downs hers.
“We will get back to that blush, Lacey, don’t think we’re gonna forget, but since we’re more likely to get details out of Hannah, we’ll go to the topic of her hot night with Ian.” Ellie saves the day for Lacey at least. “Is tonight the night you’re taking it all the way with him?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t really planned sex since I lost my virginity,” I answer Ellie in a blunt voice.
“Fair enough,” she agrees with a laugh. “But seriously, would you let it happen tonight?”
“I don’t know,” I say with complete honesty. “I feel like everything is moving fast. I got divorced last year, I met this guy barely a month ago and I don’t know what I want from him anymore. I don’t want more than a summer thing, but I’m not delusional enough to think I’ll be able to let him go once the summer is over. Sex will just complicate everything.”
