The Exception to the Rule

by Christina Lauren

“Can I take you out to dinner?” His question comes out of absolutely nowhere, and my fists drop like stones. “What?” “Dinner.” He cutely mimes spooning food into his mouth. “Sun goes down. People eat.” “Like a date?” “I hope so? I intend to flirt.”

“I don’t normally kiss before the first date,” I tell him. “But you’re the exception to the rule.”