7
David
I knew this was a mistake.
The second I’d heard Sutton’s voice on the phone, I had known that she was going to cancel. That the thought of us alone in a darkened movie theater was going to undo her. Even though we’d never made it seem like it was a date, the implication was there. And, when she’d realized, she’d done a complete one-eighty.
I was honestly surprised that she’d even decided to go through with it. It hadn’t sounded like she wanted to. And, like the sucker I was, I didn’t back out. I probably should have. It would have been easier for both of us.
Then, I wouldn’t be sitting outside of her house in my parked Ferrari, trying to decide how to make this non-date not feel like a date.
Still, I stepped out of the car, made my way up the path to the front door, and knock
