That night I find it very hard to sleep. I keep replaying the events of our ‘meeting’ in my mind. We got on so well. A little too well. It seemed strange. Everything I was interested in; he was interested in too. We are either a match made in heaven or he was just faking it to get me to like him. I guess the longer I know him, the more I will know about him. Xavier suggested a proper date, but nothing has been set in stone yet. I am excited for a proper date. I would love to see him again and find out what else we have in common. Even though I only spent a little over an hour with him that night, it felt like time had stopped and I was engulfed in his presence. If I enjoyed myself so much at a casual get together, I can only imagine how I would feel at a proper date.
I lay in bed daydrea
