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Promise?

Noah

I miss you.

Me

Same. Like, a lot. And it’s only been a week.

Noah

Longest one of my life.

Me

Dinner can’t come soon enough.

Noah

Same. Like, a lot.

Noah

PS: What’s your mom’s favorite flower?

Me

My mom? Hydrangeas. Why?

Noah

Dutton wanted to know.

Me

Seriously?

Noah

No.

Noah

See you tonight, beautiful.

Here are four things you should know about me and dating:

I haven’t gone out one-on-one with many different men. (The total number is three shorter than this list.)

My only real first date was with Oliver. (He asked to split the bill.)

I’m prone to oversharing when I’m nervous. (Verbal diarrhea, my dad calls it. Charming.)

My rule was always no first kiss until the second date. (So I rarely got to that part. Like really rarely.)

And yet.

I’ve shared so much with Noah over the past several weeks that he must be used to my rambles by now. I’d like to think he even enjoys that side of me. Also, I’ve already kissed him more than once. This doesn’t necessarily mean I’m fully relaxed about our date or that Noah automatically gets to lock lips when he walks me to the door.