"May I see you again?" he asked. There was an endearing nervousness to his voice.
I smiled. "Sure."
"Tomorrow?" he asked.
"Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "you don't want to seem overeager."
"Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow."
I rolled my eyes.
"I'm serious," he said.
— Apr 29, 2013 12:22AM
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