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- Lucy -

I couldn’t unlock my eyes from his. Something about the expression on his face was so intense, like my hooking up with him was inevitable and he knew it. It actually made me feel completely out of control in a way I didn’t recognize, a way I wasn’t sure I liked.

Not that I didn’t want to kiss him again, but I was afraid to be in that situation again. I didn’t understand how something could feel so right and so wrong at the same time. It felt like no matter what I did, I was letting myself down.

When I finally peeled my eyes from his, I focused them on the menu. Maybe if I just stared at it the whole time, I wouldn’t notice his dimple that Fiona always went on about. Or the way his thick eyebrows framed his face. Or the way the adorable smattering of freckles he always got in the summertime had come up.

I took a deep breath and tried to figure out what was on offer, but it was confusing. There were only six things, and there were no prices. I had no choice but to look back up at Aiden.

“Sorry to be dense,” I said, “but I haven’t seen a menu like this before.”

He smiled. “It’s not really fair to call it a menu,” he said. “It’s more like a brochure. These are the things they’re going to bring you. It’s just for your information.”

“So you don’t pick what you want?”

He shook his head. “No. They assume you want it all, and they bring each dish to you one at a time.”

“But there are six things on the list. I can’t eat that much.”

“Sure you can. The portions are smaller so you can get through each plate.”

“Weird.”

“I could’ve taken you to Eddie Rockets for a big dirty burger, but I’m trying to impress you, remember?”

“Right.”

“Actually, the last course is really why I wanted to bring you here.”

I looked down at the menu, letting my eyes scan to the bottom. “A medley of sorbets…” I read the flavors to myself: passion fruit, mango, pineapple, papaya, and pomegranate. “Oh my god, each one sounds more delicious than the last.”

“Apparently the guy that makes them is some famous master sorbet maker. I figured that would be right up your alley.”

“And how did you figure that?” I asked. “Considering you hardly know me at all?”

He shrugged. “Just a hunch.”

“I have to admit, I am looking forward to trying those.” I turned the menu over. “And what about drinks? I don’t see a drinks menu at all.”

He smiled. “That’s because they’ve paired each course with a wine that will compliment it.”

“Who’s they?”

“I don’t know. Someone whose palate is more refined than ours.”

I laughed. “Well that could be anyone.”

“So true. They probably just asked some random guy in the wine aisle at the grocery store. It’ll probably be a bunch of house reds with fake, fancy names.”

“I have to hand it to you, Aiden. I had no idea you were this classy.”

“I’m not,” he said. “I just know people who are and sometimes it rubs off.”

“Well, maybe some of your class will rub off on me.”

“I hope not,” he said. “I like you just the way you are.”

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