Florence_71
Not too bad. How about you?
Caffeine_Addict
Same. You’ve been quiet on here lately.
Florence_71
Work … kids … life … you know how it is.
Caffeine_Addict
Got time to chat now?
Florence_71
I wish, but no. I think I’m heading out soon.
Caffeine_Addict
You think?
Florence_71
I’m meeting someone for dinner. At least, I think so.
I don’t know.
A wave of uncertainty and nerves washed across her once more and she let out a small groan. Why couldn’t she just be left alone to get into her pyjamas and climb into bed?
Caffeine_Addict
A date? You don’t sound too keen. Is he that bad?
Florence_71
It’s not that. It’s just that … he’s … it’s just …
She stared at the words on the screen and kept deleting and retyping, trying to work out what she was feeling.
Caffeine_Addict
Maybe you’re putting too much pressure on yourself?
Jenny chewed the inside of her lip as she considered that. It was possible. Perhaps if she stopped thinking of it as something monumental and treated it like any of those other dates she’d been on—just a temporary thing. Though, deep down, she knew Nick wasn’t going to be as easy to discount. He certainly didn’t seem boring or arrogant, and she suspectedhe’d be able to hold a conversation and even make her laugh if she allowed herself to drop her guard long enough.
Florence_71
I haven’t had the best track record with dates lately.
Caffeine_Addict
Maybe this one will be different.
Florence_71
That’s what I’m afraid of.
