I didn't sleep well that night, or the following two. Desmond had suggested we meet for dinner the next weekend. it seemed like an enternity, but there were several problems at work that demanded his attention. I felt disappointed as he sounded that our first real date wouldn't take place for a week.
I wished he hadn't given me so much time to think about it. if we had been able to casually go to a movie the afternoon following the slumber party, I wouldn't have been so nervous about it.
when I arrived at work Monday morning, my brain was muddled I felt as though I was walking in a gog. twice during the weekend I had almost called Desmond to suggest we call the whole thing off.
"Morning, Kalistus murmured absently, hardly looking up from the newspaper. " How was your weekend?"
Exciting
