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too busy during the day, and I like that. It gives us time to talk, eat, and enjoy each other’s company. Tomorrow is the only day this week he said he isn't able to meet me, which is okay with me. I think I may need a break from him before I become too attached to his presence. I need to make more friends so I don't depend just on his friendship to keep me company.
                  When we sit down and I unpack my lunch box, he asks how my day has gone so far. "It's been great," I tell him, "I've gotten into my old routine already and should have my first assignment finished soon after I get back. I'll be able to start on another this afternoon that isn't due until Wednesday."
                  He seems happy by that. "Good to hear. Listen, what are you doing Thursday after work?"
                  I shrug my shoulders and wait until I swallow my bite of salad before I answer him. "I don't have plans. I think you know this," I laugh, "you're my only friend in this state."
                  "I'm taking you on a date then," he claims.
                  "Oh yeah, who says I'll accept it?"
                  He laughs. "Okay. Miss LaRoche, will you please go on a date with me Thursday night?"
              I tap my chin, thinking on it. "Hmm, and where is it that you plan on taking me?"
                  He grins wider. "It's a surprise."
                  "Er, I hate surprises."
                  "You'll love this one, I promise."
                  I pretend to be annoyed although I'm really not. "Fine, I guess. If I have to."
                  He chuckles and shakes his head, completely amused by me. "Yeah, I'm pulling your hair, forcing you to come with me."
                  I spit my apple juice out at his statement. He gives me a questioning look, probably thinking I'm a loser. "Sorry," I tell him, quickly wiping up my embarrassing mess. "That just could be taken the wrong way."
                  He takes a second to get it then immediately his eyes look devilish as his lips turn upward. "Ah, so you're secretly a naughty girl."
                  I nibble on my lip, even more embarrassed than I was a minute ago. "No," I tell him.
                  "You can't fool me now," he laughs.
                  I roll my eyes and continue with my lunch, trying not to feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
                  I fail miserably.
                  After lunch, he walks me back to my office building, then gives me a very quick kiss to the lips before he takes off, going to work himself. I walk into the building blushing and holding my fingers to my lips. He is making me feel incredible. I can't even explain it.
                  "Have a good lunch Miss Zoey?"
                  I smile at an amused Fred. "I did, Fred. Thanks."
                  He smiles even wider at me.
                  When I walk into my office, I quickly close the door behind me, sighing contentedly. I'm still at a loss about if this is all okay, if this is all too much too soon, but I can't help but be happy. I can't help loving when he kisses me, flirts with me, touches me, meets me for lunch, all of it. He is becoming a part of my life so fast, it's almost exhausting.
                  After submitting my work, I decide to send a quick email to Emi, hoping she is still at work and can respond. I know I can always call her later, but I kind of want some advice now.
     
                  To : [email protected]
                  Subject : HELP!
              Emi,
                  Sorry to bother you at work, I just wanted to ask for your loving and honest advice.
                  Am I moving too fast with Harvey? We kissed yesterday, he kissed me again