"You didn't have to go that far." I said laughing after he was done with his full self-introduction. "Your name is all I need to know for now.
So, Ronnie, what did you think of me that night?" A sheepish smile played on my lips. I am sure my face is all red like a tomato. I can feel the heat of it on my cheeks. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. I needed to ask because I cannot drop myself on him if he does not feel the same way. "It was. . .I don't really. . . know. . . how to. . .put it, but it is one of the best I have had. . . . ." Why is he counting his words? He must be shy. If he is that makes two of us. My stupid sheepish smile only grew wider. "It is the same for me also. And I am wondering if you would like to meet me again?" I threw shyness and caution aside and followed on one of the rules that Annie had sent me. "Don't play shy, innocent and coy. Many men are not into that. Be bold. Be in charge." She had texted. "S. . . sure. Where would that be?"
