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Megan

Nerves kept driving me towards the bathroom mirror to make sure I looked okay. I had chosen to wear a white dress with thin straps and a gently flowing skirt that looked both casual and dressy at the same time. I wanted to look carelessly elegant and worried that my self-consciousness might betray the plan.

I had left my hair loose around my shoulders and had applied subtle makeup that highlighted my eyes and lips. I was wearing a thin black choker combined with a silver necklace, and as I stared at my reflection in the mirror I decided that I looked excited, but at the same time, I wasn’t trying too hard… I hoped. I kept walking back and forth, trying to keep my expectations at a minimum.

“You’ve been talking to him for two months, Megan,” I told myself. “It’s fine…you know him.”

And yet, it still felt like I was meeting him for the first time. But I supposed that the excitement of seeing him for only the second time since we met was making me feel that way. Phil had told me he would be around to pick me up at seven o’clock, but I saw him step out of his car at six-thirty. He was early, and I took that to be a good sign. We had agreed that on our first date it would be appropriate to go watch a movie together, considering half our conversations over the last couple of months had revolved around film.

I watched him enter the building and then waited patiently by the door. A minute later there was a gentle knock, and I took a deep breath and opened the door for him.

He just stared at me for a moment, and I marveled at how very good-looking he was. He eyes lingered on my face, and then he smiled.

“Hi,” he said.

“Hello,” I replied.

He didn’t make a move to come in, and there was certain electricity that surrounded the moment. It was as though we needed to take things slow in order to savor this moment that had been two months’ worth of conversations in the making.

“You’re beautiful,” Phil said.

He said it as though he had never seen me before and hadn’t had any clue what I looked like until this moment. He said it as though it were a revelation; there was awe in his tone and admiration in his eyes. I liked to think that admiration bordered on desire, but I didn’t want to think too far ahead of myself.

“T

hank you,” I replied.

“I mean… I knew you were beautiful,” Phil continued, and I could tell by his tone that he was as nervous as I was. “But I’d forgotten a little.”

I raised my eyebrows. “You’d forgotten?”

“Well, that is to say… I hadn’t forgotten, really. It’s just that it’s been a while since we last saw each other.”

“Out of sight, out of mind?”

“No, of course not—”

His nervousness put me at ease, and suddenly, I felt relaxed, happy, and ready to be with him. “It’s okay,” I laughed, cutting him off. “I was just teasing. Come in.”

Phil gave a sigh of relief and walked inside. “Is Brent here?”

“Thankfully, no,” I said. “He’s out for the night, so you don’t have to worry about running into him here.”

“Good,” Phil said. “I mean…”

“It’s okay,” I laughed before he could try and explain himself. “I understand.”

“Did he tell you about the other day?”

“The day he came over while we were talking?”

Phil nodded. “He was being a jerk.”

“Which is what pushed you to ask me out?” I recalled.

He laughed. “In a way.”

“Well, I suppose I have something else to be grateful to my brother about,” I said. “Take a seat.”

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