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“How could I have said something so stupid?” I asked, plunking my head down on the table for the umpteenth time.
“Telling someone you love them isn’t stupid.” Courtney defended me, as she always did.
“It sure feels that way. What if I scared him off? What if he doesn’t want to see me again?” I moaned as I checked my phone again, sighing at its blank face staring back at me, mocking me.
“If those three little words scared him off, then he doesn’t deserve you, anyway.” At my sad look, Courtney grabbed my hand and continued. “Stop worrying. He’ll call. You just took him by surprise. That’s all.”
Joe stopped by the table with our tacos, and I suddenly wondered why he always waited on us, rather than having one of the waitresses serve our table. Maybe there was something to this Courtne
