It might be U 12 #afictionalstory

“This certainly is nice and cozy. I like it,” Jackie utters. I can see it through her bright eyes that she is happy. My lady is impressed. At last, Richard proved very useful. If not for his quick solution, I would still be puzzled about the venue. “ I am glad you liked it,” I state charmingly.

She is just simple and beautiful, something I appreciate. Why try so hard when you can just be you! “Am impressed!” She implies and then sips on her mocktail. She doesn’t drink but I do. I surely like my munanasi.

Anyway, I ordered wine just to keep it real and respectful. “So, why me?” She asks with a cautious gaze.

I laugh hesitantly. “ Why not you! You are attractive, smart, and modest. I had to choose you.” I declare. “ So, where are you at in context to this?” I pose an inquiry with a blond tone staring with a casual look. I sense a refrain. However, she tries to create a pleasant gesture. “We can always see how it goes.” She states and diverts her sight from me to her drink and immediately sips like something just got stuck in her throat.

“No objection, baby steps” I assert, and shortly after the server comes with our meals.

©Joeln

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