Dan and I skate around for another hour or so, sliding right back into the easy conversations we have always been able to form. At some point, I forget that this is actually a date, even though he has yet to let go of my hand. The usual flow of our time together, as always, seemed too natural. Which is why I had always assumed we would always have a more platonic relationship than a romantic one.
Not at all like the nerve-racking electric body language, I have to force myself to ignore around Tyler or the butterflies in my stomach whenever I am around Ash. Dan is fun and sexy but comfortable, so when he grabs me by the shoulders, gently pushing me against the railing, so he can steal a soft, slow kiss, my heart skips ten beats in surprise.
He is kissing me in public! For the world to se
