Sitting in a booth in the furthest corner of the restaurant, I feel so nervous. My palms are sweating, and my heart is racing. I don’t know what to say to him. I still have those weird thoughts about feeling unfaithful toward Michael. Sneaking a peek at him, he looks just as nervous as I am.“Good, evening, my name is Lauren and I’ll be your server tonight. Can I start you two with something to drink?” Our waitress asks, looking from me to him, waiting for a response.“I’ll have a Gin/ 7
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