Chapter Five
Steph
Fairly certain I'd keel over from a heart attack if I couldn't get it under control. Besides, there was no Earthly reason I should feel this nervous. For crying out loud, this was not a real date-thing—this man was just following orders from that meddling old codger. Probably. I’d be better off cutting out now and going to get that damn cupcake.
Don’t shut the door before you’ve even opened it. My favorite piece of advice for blind daters. Fine. I’d keep playing along. That’s totally all I was doing, anyway. Staying had nothing to do with all the hotness and perfect manners and perfect face and massage hands and common interests and feeling like I could spend forever just talking to him and the way he made me feel at ease . . .
And, oh my God, the way he studied me l
