Page 61 of Love Undiscovered

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Me: We don’t even know if we like each other.

Chance: We don’t?

Me: And we don’t know if we’re sexually compatible.

Chance: I can fix that tonight. Send me your address.

Me: Ha!

Chance: I’m serious.

Me: One day at a time, big guy.

Chance: That’s not a no.

Me: Uh, it’s NOT a yes.

Chance: I’ll still take it.

Chance: How about Tuesday night?

Me: As in two nights from now?

Chance: Yeah, we can do Tuesday and then maybe Saturday.

Me: Aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself there, simpleton?

Chance: I don’t understand. Can you explain what you mean?

Me: You aren’t as funny as you think you are.

Chance: So, you think I’m funny?

Me: I can do lunch or after-work coffee on Tuesday, only an hour regardless. Then a ‘date’ on Saturday. How’s that?

Chance: I’ll take what I can get.

Me: Desperation is unbecoming.

Chance: Don’t be a hater.

Me: That made me laugh.

Chance: Then I will end this on a high note. Good night, beautiful.

Me: Good night.

I turn out the light, get re-situated in my bed, and try to ignore the smile on my face.

And the fact that I’m looking forward to seeing him on Tuesday.

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