R A Y V I N
After making up my mind, I cleaned up and called James. He sounded uninterested when I told him that I had accepted his offer for the coffee date. His attitude over the phone made me want to punch myself in the face. I should have just ignored him, but, here I was, calling someone who might have lost interest in the whole situation. Was I running after him? That would be the last thing that I would want.
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When I got there he was already waiting. Such a gentleman, who knows better, not to keep a young woman waiting. Hmm, I admired him for that. He was wearing a white shirt, open at the collar, and black flannel pants that hung from his hips. His once sleek hair that I saw in the morning, now unruly. My mouth went dry looking at him… he was so freaking hot. He ha
