Jane
Was this something I really wanted to do? I saw my reflection as I fixed my gaze on myself in the mirror. Did I seem alright? Was what he viewed to his liking?
Normally, if I was set up on a blind date, I would start to feel anxious about my appearance. Whoever I was meeting with, I wanted them to enjoy what they saw. But unlike my blind dates, Madison wasn't precisely the same. He had more perspectives on me than others, and yet he still appeared to crave more. My typical dates would end after the first one. But when it came to him, I stopped keeping track of how often we were seated across from one another.
I still wasn't sure whether going out for ice cream with him would qualify as a date. At the time, I didn't believe he would have even given it that much thought. He then seem
