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My cell pinged.
I smiled. It was Niya.
Thank you, she said with a happy face emoji. My insides relaxed when she didn’t come at me asking how I had gotten her number.
I quickly texted back.Want to go to Painting with Friends tonight?Then I felt foolish. I should’ve called her like the grown man I am. Not ask her out on a potential first date using text.
Can’t today. Another time?She texted back.
I wasn’t about to be discouraged.How about this Thursday?
See you then.
Yes! Niya had agreed to a date. I imagined her beautiful face lit up, smiling at my text.
After all these years, I was finally going on my first date with Niya. The first of many if I had my way.
