Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(33)

“Tell me more about this date.” She rips the bag out of my hands as I hand it to her.

“I’ve been talking to Nate on that app Jess signed me up for.”

“He knows?” She gawks at me.

“Yeah, he’s the one who messaged me first after I told him which app it was and what my name was. So I reckon he knows.”

“Care to tell me what exactly happened because I’m confused now.” I proceed to tell her everything about last night’s antics, from our conversation to his offer to go on a date. “That’s so sweet of him actually. I can understand why he’d try to talk to you on there first before getting you to join him for dinner.”

“Why? It makes no sense to me.”

“You’re intimidating! That’s why.

“What?”

“You’re confident, and you know what you want and who you want. You don’t beat around the bush, and you’re just you. From what you’ve told me and from the little I’ve talked to him, he’s unsure of his sexuality and has never explored that side of him. He’s bound to feel nervous when he probably likes someone who is the polar opposite of how he is in his daily life.”

“Put that way…”

“Ha! For once I’m right!”

“You are. So, will you come over?” I pop the last bite of donut in my mouth.

“Of course, anything to help you. You two are going to make such a cute couple.” She claps excitedly.

“Hopefully we’ll get to that point someday.”

“I know you will. You’re too perfect for each other for it not to happen.”



Today has been dragging once again. I don’t know why it is that whenever I know I’m seeing Nate that evening, that the day seems to go by way slower. Maybe I’m anticipating things a bit too much and working myself up so much that the days just seem longer, and I’m bored with my days.

It feels like I’m going on my first date ever. I feel giddy and excited about seeing Nate tonight.

“You’re bouncing in your chair,” Haven says, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“I’m not!”

“You so are. Someone is excited for tonight.”

“Very much so.” I smile turning my computer off.

“He’s totally your lobster.” She beams and goes to get our jackets.

“My lobster?” I question her with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes, you know your other half, your prince charming, your partner in crime.”

“You’re a madwoman, but I love you.” I hug her and help her with her jacket.

“I’m perfectly sane and love you too.”

“Yeah, right.” I scoff.

“Whatever. So what are you thinking of wearing tonight?”

“I’m not sure if I should go casual or a bit dressed up.” We go down to the parking lot.

“Where are you going?”

“Panzano.” I open the car door for her then get in on my side.

“Something casual with a touch of dressiness.”

“I like that.” I start the car and drive out of the parking lot.

“How do you feel about the date?”

“I’m actually excited. I know it’s him, and it makes it all the more exciting. He’s the one who asked me to go out for a meal and is making the first step. I didn’t want to be the one making it in case he wasn’t feeling it or just wasn’t ready.”

“Well, I take it as a sign that he’s either ready or getting there. I mean he could just be jealous that you are getting dates and doesn’t want to let his chance slip through his fingers and that’s why he joined the app.”

“That’s a possibility. It’s stroking my ego in the right way. I mean, he’s seeking me out, that’s pretty awesome.” I chuckle.

“Trust you to feel flattered that he would actually join the app just for you.”

“Of course, you would too. I’ve really grown fonder of him. I like spending time with him and even though last night’s kiss was just a quick peck, man that felt good.”

“That’s how I felt and still feel about Spencer. You’ve found your Spencer!” she says in a singsong voice.

“I hope I have.” I smile and focus on the road.

“So you’re ready to move on?”

“I’ve moved on from John. I think I moved on before it was over. I’m ready to settle down and be with someone again.”

“At long last!”

“I know, I just feel like it’s the right time you know. Hopefully with the right person. I know I’m always myself, but I know I don’t need to use a filter with him, and he’s starting to lose his own filter around me. He’s joking around more and is wittier than he was in the beginning.”

“He’s also less grumpy, isn’t he?”

“Very much so. He seems a lot more relaxed and happier.”

“That’s the Matt effect. I’m happy that you two are getting along finally and are slowly developing something strong.” She squeezes my thigh.

“Thanks, babe. I’m glad too.” I squeeze her hand and park at home.

“Let’s get you all dolled up.”