Chapter – 69
Elena
My first date was less of like an actual date I always dreamed it to be, I would say. I mean, it was good, pretty good, great actually, but it wasn’t half as much as Gabe used to brag about being on a date. How she kissed the guy he went out with, how they were all romantic and all that cheesy stuff, she showed me their pictures doing all the romantic crap. Pecking and kissing. I thought dates would be like this. Something more intimate. The most intimate thing we did was hold hands.
But yesterday, it felt like it was more of a friendly date than a romantic one. We went for a drive, did some fun things, I liked the play; we talked a lot with nothing to disturb us; it was a new thing for me and we definitely ate a lot. I still have a bit of stomach ache from that. But
