oh. my. gawd.
a bite.
a REAL , honest, good-to-the-last-drop BITE !
after having sent her about a dozen emails too many, I decided to back off… play it cool… let the new me take over.
and then: “you’ve got mail!”
my stomach twisted as I saw her name in the inbox.
“seems like I owe you another date,” she wrote. “sooo… all-day breakfast? what say? p.s.: you’re buying.”
oh. my. gawd.
immediately, I begin to worry.
where should I take her? what if the place I suggest isn’t hip enough, tasty enough, makes a crappy milkshake?
or worse, what if I take her out again, I fall HARDER for her, and she decides I really DO suck?
the only thing worse than not hearing from her is hearing from her… how’m I gonna Man Up enough to keep this girl interested?
shit!
and how’m I gonna sleep tonite?