I never know the right way to accept or decline the offer, so I usually just nod and smile, remember my Southern social graces and allow my number to be passed on. My mentality is usually, hey, if he makes a move, I’ll go out with him. It can’t hurt to add another one to the long list of could-be boyfriends, right? So when I heard from Luke only 12 hours after this friend-of-a-friend sang my praises, I was pleasantly surprised to learn—via text—that he was actually…kind of awesome?
He was quick to text back and snarky with his responses. He asked me out to a nice restaurant and even offered to come close-ish to my apartment since I have to walk my pup post-work. He asked pointed questions and seemed genuinely interested in my opinion. Most surprisingly of all—he called me! Like legit picked up the phone and talked to me before meeting me. I was a little taken aback (and okay, stupidly hopeful), so I bought a new dress from Zara and curled my hair before heading 20 blocks South to meet him for dinner.
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