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that” was all I said in return – I was worried that this playful banter was starting to border on some serious flirting.
    I shifted my gaze onto the road ahead and desperately thought of a subject change.
    “So,” I began eventually, “what film do you wanna see?”
    “What about the new horror one?” I watched Danny’s eyes flit to my face for a second, gauging my reaction.
    I shrugged. “I don’t mind, I quite like scary films. I’m weird like that.”
    Danny seemed surprised by this. “Really? Most girls freak out. You’re definitely one of a kind Gilmore.”
    I laughed. “Yeah, you see why I don’t like to socialise much?”
    Danny threw me a though tful look before he spoke again. “Well, the people back in Langley Falls didn’t know what they were missing out on.”
    I didn’t know what to say to that so I remained silent – if only Danny knew the truth.
     
    A short while later and we pulled up to the cinema. Danny parked the car as close to the entrance as possible since it had just started raining.
    “So,” Danny began, turning in his seat to face me, “ are you ready to make a run for it?”
    I nodded and we both leapt out of the car and dashed through the glass doors.
    We both looked up at the listings board. Danny glanced at me. “So what will it be?”
    “Ugh,” I groaned. “Anything but the romantic one. I don’t care, you choose.”
    Danny threw me a funny look. “You seriously don’t want to see a chick flick?”
    I raised my eyebrow at him. “Yeah. Why – do you ?”
    He shook his head. “No, I just find it kinda strange, that’s all.”
    “Well I did warn you. ” I chuckled at him.
    He nodded. “Okay, well what about ‘Danger in the Dark’?”
    I glanced at the poster – a psychological thriller – I couldn’t argue with that.
    “Yeah,” I told Danny, “let’s go.”
     

Chapter Eight
     
    The film was over by ten o’clock and we both decided to go for a coffee in a little café that was still open. We ordered our drinks and sat down at a table with squishy-looking chairs.
    “ So,” Danny began with an oddly serious look on his face, “did that feel like a date to you?”
    I threw him a questioning look. “No. Why? What’re you getting at?”
    He shrugge d. “Just think … if it had’ve been, it would’ve been a good one.”
    “No t this again.” I sighed heavily. “You specifically said that it wasn’t a date. I just want us to be friends and that’s it.”
    I watched as Danny threw me a sly smirk and I shook my head in disbelief as everything clicked into place.
    “ You’re just screwing with me, aren’t you?”
    He nodded. “Hell yeah! You’ve met your match Gilmore … be warned.”
    “ Ooh, I’m so scared! Do you really think that you’re gonna win me over?” I asked him, vaguely wondering if he was this smug all the time.
    I watched him chuckle. “Oh come on Darcie … eventually, you will succumb to my impressive seducing techniques … and you’ll wish you’d dated me sooner.”
    I decided to ignore his over-confident assumptions and address an issue that h ad bothered me since we had met.
    “Danny, I want to ask you something and I want you to be honest with me.”
    He looked at me, surprised, by my serious tone. “Okay, shoot.”
    “ The first day we met …why’d you write your number on the back of my receipt? What was your reason?” I didn’t know if he would answer my question truthfully or not but I still wanted some sort of response.
    He was silent for a few minutes and then he eventually met my gaze. “As I told you before – you intrigued me Darcie. I can’t say much more than that but it’s the truth.”
    I didn’t know what to say to that so I just took a big gulp of my cappuccino and tried to think of a subject change.
    However, a second later, Danny broke the awkward silence by laughing. I threw him a quizzical look.
    “You’ve got froth on your nose!” he explained while reaching to wipe it