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I would have been satisfied with a simple human connection. A little conversation, maybe some flirting and of course a kiss goodnight. I hadn’t expected things with Peter to move so quickly; for the date to go so well that he felt the need to invite me over to keep things going. “I just don’t want this to end yet.” Those were his exact words, ones that had echoed in my mind, yet I was reluctant to say. Perhaps I didn’t want to get too attached so soon, or more precisely, for him to get attached. I shut down that second thought rather quickly. I mean, how could he possibly be attached? My whole reason for being here was because Mike wasn’t able to land anyone, so why on earth would I be able to? Especially someone as wonderful as Peter. But it shouldn’t be about me. At least not now. If