An hour later, Blake arrived at the restaurant and walked up to the table Jackson was sitting at. She was looking cute and so was he, and when he saw her coming, he quickly stood up to receive her.
Reaching the table, he then moved in wanting to hug her but she stopped him.
“What?” he wondered.
“What are you doing?” Blake asked.
“I was coming in for a hug.”
“Uh, no.”
How dare he try and hug her before Alexander hugged her? He was the one she liked and so if anyone was going to have the honour of hugging her first, it was going to be him, not him.
“It’s just a hug Blake,” Jackson said.
“Yeah but we’re not on hugging basis so, no,” she said.
“Alright baby steps. Can I at least help you into your chair?”
“No it’s cool, I got it.”
“O.k.,” he said and they both took their seats. “Y
