Finally, it’s Friday, I get ready by pulling my favorite jeans out of the dryer, parting my hair, and a little make-up. Twenty minutes later, their he is, ringing the door bell.

“You, look great.”, he said, “Ready?” “Yeah, just let me grab my coat.”, I said reaching to the chair, “Okay.”

He was such a gentleman, he walked me to his car and open the door for me. I thought that only happened in movies.

“So, what movie do you want to see?”, Cohen said with his great blue eyes. “Nothing to scary.”, I said like a total girly-girl.

“Gotcha, chick-flick, all the way right?” It was like he was reading my mind. “Sounds good.”, I said relieved. I don’t even remember the movie, all I do remember is what happened during and after the movie. To me anyway.