I consider myself a pretty open-minded person, but I can’t force myself to like a guy. I’ve never been able to flip my hair at the sight of just any man; I’m just not that kind of flirt! So when Mr. Gringo and I went on our first date I felt like an anxiety attack coming on.
I wrestled myself out of bed and met him at Lilies. I walked in and saw him standing there—charcoal coat, long scarf and Stella in hand. He looked older than I remembered and not so cute, but I stuck around and I strolled over to him with a smile.
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