TuckerI arrived about twenty minutes early and must have checked my phone about 500 times to make sure that I didn’t miss any messages from Tess.
After reading the menu for what felt like the hundredth time, I looked at my watch. 11:08. I picked my phone up off the table to make sure that I hadn’t missed a message. Nothing.
“I think you’ve been stood up dude,” I dropped my phone back on the table.
“Do you always talk to yourself? That’s the number one sign of a stalker,” came a voice from behind me.
“Really, I read it’s the sign of a highly intelligent, extremely good-looking person,” I stood up to greet her. “Wow!”
“What?”
“You look beautiful,” I handed her a small bouquet of flowers.
It was amazing how she could make such a simple outfit look so good. She had on a black off the sh
