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without a hitch. Trevor had actually arrived five minutes early and much to my relief, declined a tour of the house in order to be on time for the reservations he had made. While he had initially planned for us to take in a movie after dinner, he was pleasantly surprised, when I showed him the concert tickets that Noah had scored for us. Naturally, I omitted that teensy, tiny detail.
We had dinner at a lovely little Italian place, downtown. The food was delicious and the ambiance was enough to make me want to pack up and move to Tuscany. To make matters even more enjoyable, Trevor and I were having a great time together. He was kind and considerate with a quiet charm that made him far less alarming than, say, a guy like Noah. While he did plenty of talking, sharing stories and making me laugh; I also noticed that he was equally inclined to listen. Something I rather appreciated, since it was exactly a quality most men didn’t possess.
After dinner, we had some time before the show, so we decided to go for a little stroll in the moonlight. The restaurant was only a few blocks from the bar and a walk sounded like an ideal way to pass the time. Along the way, we stopped a few times to look in some of the store windows whose displays were lit up. We had just finished making fun of a rather ridiculous display of dog accessories inside of a specialty pet store, when Trevor slyly reached for my hand. Without even thinking, I instantly pulled away at his touch. Embarrassed by my reaction, I quickly mumbled, “I’m sorry”, but Trevor had already continued walking as though nothing had happened. We spent the rest of the walk to the bar in silence as I quietly beat myself up for acting like such an idiot. It wasn’t like I hadn’t ever held hands with anyone before! What was my problem? I liked Trevor, in fact, I liked him a lot! Why wouldn’t I want to hold his hand? I had spent half of dinner wondering what it would be like for him to kiss me, something he wasn’t likely to try now that I had reacted to his touch as though he was a leper. I couldn’t explain it. Not to myself and certainly not to Trevor, who didn’t seem very interested in talking about it anyway.
Finally we arrived at the bar, and the sudden change of atmosphere was all it took to turn things around. His face went from being sullen to excited, and immediately I felt my spirits lighten as well. Things were still going to turn out just fine.
“The band sounds great! I can't believe you were able to get these tickets!” Trevor yelled over the loud music.
“I know! I'm excited!” I called back, while looking around to see who was working. There were too many people on the dance floor for me to make out the bartender in the corner, but I could see that Noah and D. were working hard right up front at the main bar. Noah glanced up for a second, but didn’t react. I couldn’t tell if it had been intentional or if he just hadn’t been able to see me though the dim lighting.
“Why don't you try to find us some seats and I'll go get us some drinks,” Trevor suggested while pointing over towards the tables surrounding the already packed dance floor.
I nodded and yelled, “Sounds good! I'll just have a soda for now.”
“Oh come on, you can do better than that!” He cocked his head to the side trying to encourage me by looking as adorable as possible. It worked.
“Ok, just tell the bartender to surprise me.” I looked over at Noah again, hoping he had seen me and would go easy on my drink.
“That's better.” Trevor smiled, satisfied with my answer. Then he started working his way through the crowd over to the bar, while I was able to snag us a table with two seats just a few feet away from where we had been standing.
Noah had been watching Trevor approach the bar and quickly rushed over to him, ensuring that he would get there before D.
“What can I get you?” Noah asked, trying to act as normal as possible, even though he had grown
We had dinner at a lovely little Italian place, downtown. The food was delicious and the ambiance was enough to make me want to pack up and move to Tuscany. To make matters even more enjoyable, Trevor and I were having a great time together. He was kind and considerate with a quiet charm that made him far less alarming than, say, a guy like Noah. While he did plenty of talking, sharing stories and making me laugh; I also noticed that he was equally inclined to listen. Something I rather appreciated, since it was exactly a quality most men didn’t possess.
After dinner, we had some time before the show, so we decided to go for a little stroll in the moonlight. The restaurant was only a few blocks from the bar and a walk sounded like an ideal way to pass the time. Along the way, we stopped a few times to look in some of the store windows whose displays were lit up. We had just finished making fun of a rather ridiculous display of dog accessories inside of a specialty pet store, when Trevor slyly reached for my hand. Without even thinking, I instantly pulled away at his touch. Embarrassed by my reaction, I quickly mumbled, “I’m sorry”, but Trevor had already continued walking as though nothing had happened. We spent the rest of the walk to the bar in silence as I quietly beat myself up for acting like such an idiot. It wasn’t like I hadn’t ever held hands with anyone before! What was my problem? I liked Trevor, in fact, I liked him a lot! Why wouldn’t I want to hold his hand? I had spent half of dinner wondering what it would be like for him to kiss me, something he wasn’t likely to try now that I had reacted to his touch as though he was a leper. I couldn’t explain it. Not to myself and certainly not to Trevor, who didn’t seem very interested in talking about it anyway.
Finally we arrived at the bar, and the sudden change of atmosphere was all it took to turn things around. His face went from being sullen to excited, and immediately I felt my spirits lighten as well. Things were still going to turn out just fine.
“The band sounds great! I can't believe you were able to get these tickets!” Trevor yelled over the loud music.
“I know! I'm excited!” I called back, while looking around to see who was working. There were too many people on the dance floor for me to make out the bartender in the corner, but I could see that Noah and D. were working hard right up front at the main bar. Noah glanced up for a second, but didn’t react. I couldn’t tell if it had been intentional or if he just hadn’t been able to see me though the dim lighting.
“Why don't you try to find us some seats and I'll go get us some drinks,” Trevor suggested while pointing over towards the tables surrounding the already packed dance floor.
I nodded and yelled, “Sounds good! I'll just have a soda for now.”
“Oh come on, you can do better than that!” He cocked his head to the side trying to encourage me by looking as adorable as possible. It worked.
“Ok, just tell the bartender to surprise me.” I looked over at Noah again, hoping he had seen me and would go easy on my drink.
“That's better.” Trevor smiled, satisfied with my answer. Then he started working his way through the crowd over to the bar, while I was able to snag us a table with two seats just a few feet away from where we had been standing.
Noah had been watching Trevor approach the bar and quickly rushed over to him, ensuring that he would get there before D.
“What can I get you?” Noah asked, trying to act as normal as possible, even though he had grown
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