Chapter Thirty-Two
Hannah
Confidence.
That was how he was different. I only saw it in contrast, but the Mike before July 7th had an underlying desperation to be liked and loved. My Lust Bunny aggression hadn’t been a response to him playing hard to get…
I’d dominated him. I pushed because I wanted him to let go and step up and meet me half way. Or take charge.
The pursuit was hot.
hotMy previous relationships were so…there. We met, we liked each other, went out, the guy usually choosing when and where. Zero passion, in hindsight. They never made me mad.
I’d never been in love until Mike.
What did I do with that now?
At 5:05PM, he texted me an address. I agreed on the restaurant.
He suggested six. I countered with seven. He agreed.
Twenty-four hours to drive myself nuts.
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