Nightmares from Within

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that radiated off of her was almost palpable and I usually ran in the other direction when it came to women with that much drama, but I couldn’t stay away from her. I hardly knew her, yet I was already certain that if she gave me the chance, I’d do everything in my power to take that pain away. It didn’t make sense. I wanted to know her. I needed to know her. And in just a few more hours I was going to get my chance.
    I’d been on countless dates in my life, but for the first time ever, I was actually anxious at the thought of taking the beautiful Taylor out.
    Huh…maybe I was pussy whipped.
    If I was anxious I could only imagine how Taylor was fairing considering nervous seemed to be the norm for her. She was probably freaking the hell out. I started to wonder if she was considering bailing on the date and decided I should cut her off at the pass, just in case. I pulled out my cell and scrolled down to her number.
    Tonight was happening no matter what.

    Taylor
    Oh God, what the hell was I thinking saying yes to Jordan? I’d never been on a date before, yet I picked Jordan as my foray into the dating world; a good looking man who was probably an expert at all things relating to women. Instead of dipping my toe in the kiddy pool I’d just cannon balled right into the deep end.
    Shit.
    Even yoga wasn’t helping. I was currently in my living room, spread out on the floor in child’s pose. I should have been relaxed…centered, but instead I was hyperventilating and about two seconds away from a full blown panic attack.
    That’s it, I’m cancelling.
    I didn’t care if Cassie threatened to kick my ass before I left work earlier. I couldn’t go through with it. Agreeing to a date with Jordan was a mistake. After all, it wasn’t as if I didn’t have more important, essentially life ending decisions I needed to concentrate on. I should have been worrying about that rather than freaking out over a stupid date that wouldn’t even matter in the long run. Nothing was going to be able to come from the date anyway. I was destined to end up either crazy or dead. Nowhere in either of those scenarios was room for a relationship.
    I was right in the middle of thinking up a good excuse when my cell phone chimed.
    J: If I was a betting man I’d lay down money that you’re having second thoughts.
    How could he have possibly known that? Was he another Daniel or something? God, I really hoped that wasn’t the case.
    T: What makes you say that?
    J: You seem nervous by nature so I was just guessing.
    He wasn’t another Daniel…just an intuitive know it all. My phone chimed again a few seconds later.
    J: So am I right??
    I wasn’t willing to admit to him that he was. He already seemed cocky enough so I did the one thing that always came naturally…I lied.
    T: Well, I wasn’t but I am now. Not cuz I’m nervous, but cuz you seem like a jackass.
    He texted back almost instantly.
    J: LOL. Not a jackass, just anxious to see you. Don’t cancel…Please.
    I felt ridiculous. I was sitting on my living room floor by myself blushing like an idiot because of a single text message.
    I’m in trouble.

    I dug in my closet for the better part of an hour trying to find something that qualified as “nice”. My wardrobe mainly consisted of work uniforms, jeans, yoga pants, t-shirts and Chuck Taylors. After what seemed like forever, I finally managed to locate my one and only dress; a navy wrap dress that Benny bought me for my last birthday.
    It had a neckline that dipped a little low but not enough to make me look slutty. It fell a few inches above my knees and hugged my curves in a very flattering way. When I’d unwrapped the box it had come in, the first thing I’d thought was that I was never going to have the opportunity to wear it.
    At that very moment I could have kissed her for buying it for me. I blew my hair dry and added just enough product to keep my waves under control. Makeup was never my thing so I kept it simple with a

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