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Me: Duck, I’m sorry. Penis.
Me: Argh! I mean Penis.
Me: PEANUTS.
I yell loudly in frustration. Stupid autocorrect. Did it not understand no one gives a flying fuck not duck? How difficult is it for the companies to realize and fix the problem? Once again, I have managed to embarrass myself in front of an unbelievably sexy guy which is probably why I have been single for a year. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes only to open them when my phone pings.
Julian: Charlie, relax. All the ducks in the world couldn’t change how happy you’ve made me today. I’ll see you at 2 next to the penis store.
This time, I manage to laugh instead of yell. It’s been a long time since I’ve flirted with a guy, and if there’s anyone worth flirting over it’s Julian Baker.
I have a good feeling about this.
CHARLIE
If there’s a list of top ten things people are terrified of doing, first dates has to be one of them.
Throughout my lifetime, I’ve done many things outside my comfort zone like bungee jumping off the High Steel Bridge in Washington. It’s the biggest adrenalin rush I have ever experienced, yet not one I’ll likely repeat in this lifetime.
I’ve gotten a tattoo, although I’m terrified of needles, and held a snake on a wildlife tour even though they petrify me.
Each time I experienced a level of discomfort for trying out something different, I always try to remind myself why I push my boundaries.
And right now, I need to remind myself of how nice Julian is and what we’re doing could be something amazing.
The café isn’t overly busy. The lunch rush has been and gone, and the only people lingering are the afternoon coffee addicts and people like me.
I choose a table close to the exit, just in case it all goes pear-shaped, and I need a quick getaway. On the plus side, it has a window and view of some construction workers. They are cute, whistled at me when I walked past, then went back to their grueling job of repairing the sidewalk.
Breathing out, my nerves ease but only slightly. I pull out my compact for the hundredth time to check my lipstick isn’t smudged all over my teeth. Biting down, I quickly examine, happy with the clean results, then put my compact away.
It’s not like I haven’t dated before. There have been others subjected to my awkward first dates. Some even made it past several rounds. A couple of lucky ones made it to the bedroom, and that’s where it ended. Nikki and Eric often tell me I’m too picky, a detriment to my quest to find the one. Both of them believe I have this imaginary man in my mind, he sits on this pedestal, and no one has a chance of bumping him off his so-called throne.
I hate that part of them is right.
And I especially hate that the thought of him even crosses my mind right now.
“Hey.”
Julian is standing beside where I sit, looking incredibly handsome in a pair of dark jeans and maroon polo top. I’m quick to stand, leaning my body over the table to kiss his cheek. As my skin caresses his freshly-shaven cheekbone, my stomach flutters, making my entire body hyper-aware. His scent, a masculine aftershave, lingers in the air delightfully.
With his hand resting on my hip, we both pull away at the same time, our gaze connecting through the shee
r force of a simple touch. His playful grin instantly relaxes my nervous energy as we both sit down on the wooden chairs.
Julian scans the café, looks at the door, then shakes his head with a knowing smile.
“I promise I’m not an ax-wielding murderer.”
The door. This guy knows all the single tricks.
“I know,” I casually say, grabbing the menu. “I like the view.”
“Of the construction workers?”
“Um, no… well, maybe.”
Julian slides his hand forward, resting it on top of mine. My imagination is running wild, wondering why I allow myself to put up a guard when in front of me, Julian couldn’t care less.
