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At 10:37pm on June 11, 2014, said…

She smiled and shrugged. "Ana is at her grandmothers' for the night so that I can have more time with you. But no worries; you'll be able to meet her. All three of us can do something on our next date. The next few hours are all yours- I just want you to decide." She relaxed her frame and looked into his eyes brightly and intently. She didn't have a preference about what they went to do after their dinner. As long as they were together and it was completely natural. "Whatever you want, I want. Promise."

At 10:16pm on June 11, 2014, said…

She didn't say it to give him pressure, only to remind him that they were a packaged deal. He may have gotten used to her and such; but having a four year old running around would be completely different. "I don't need to be home for anything, but I can be if you'd like." She didn't really know what to do from there. She preferred that he decided and lead the rest of the date like he had been. "So I'm up for anything you'd like to do." She was easy going, especially with him at her side. He made her relaxed.

At 9:43pm on June 11, 2014, said…

She shook her head, smiling gradually and honestly. "Connor. You didn't have to do that; I appreciate it very much. I'll make it up to you." She couldn't stop herself from gazing into his eyes and staring all across his expression. He was fascinating.. he was new.. he was refreshing. "I can't wait for you to meet Ana. That'll really show me a lot about you." She smirked and tipped her head at an angle. "As will other things in the future." She bit her lip and sighed at that simple thought. Would there be a future between the two of them? Or would their rendezvous end after one great evening? She hoped the first option was the correct one.

At 7:17pm on June 11, 2014, said…

She creased her brow and shook her head- reassuring him with her hand latching into his. "I didn't worry about you being that way. It's just been drilled into my mind after what happened; I have to remind myself that not all men are that way." She tucked her hair behind her ear and fluttered her dark lashes. "Dinner was absolutely delicious. Thank you so much." She had a genuine smile; pulling out her wallet to file for cash. There was no way he was going to pay for her dinner... it wasn't his responsibility. She'd feel guilty to know that she didn't contribute in any sort of way. "What do I owe for everything? I'm trying to figure it out in my head."

At 11:01am on June 11, 2014, devιl'ѕ вeen тalĸιn'. said…
Paul:: He looked at the iced tea as it came. Everyone was shocked that he wasn't drinking alcohol now. He took a sip then looked to her. "Really?" He asked. "Huh..." He said. LI haven't even seen you around town... You must really not get out much..." He said then took another sip of his iced tea. It didn't go the spot like alcohol, but it kept her from worrying about him.
At 1:05am on June 11, 2014, devιl'ѕ вeen тalĸιn'. said…

Paul:: He chuckled lightly then decided to slow down on his drinks since it was obviously worrying her. "I promise you that I won't, but if it makes you feel better, I'll lay off for a little while." He said then ordered an iced tea. "So, Ingrid, do you live around here?" He asked. He had never seen her around before and was very curious. "Because if you aren't then I surely would have remembered your face.."

At 12:36am on June 11, 2014, said…

She didn't feel uncomfortable telling him anything. She could be open and share whatever he wanted to know, mostly because of his inviting expression and comforting gaze. She didn't have the same connection with everyone; she was shy in more ways then he was used to. "I honestly haven't. Just busy with work and being a mom, not having the drive to date, not trusting that anyone could handle being with someone like me." She thought about her friend and how anticipated she'd been about their get together. She was curious to know if he was being friendly or something even more then that. She wasn't the best at reading signs always.

At 12:18am on June 11, 2014, said…

She shrugged and rolled her shoulders, taking a slow and deep breath. "Well... I don't know how talented I am. You'll just have to read some of my pieces and tell me what you think." She started to eat the sushi she ordered; closing her eyes and savoring it once she was chewing. "This has been so nice. I don't think I've really spoke to someone for this long, without feeling judged. You're a great listener if you didn't already know." She wondered what his opinion of her was. If it had changed once they met, if it was the same, if there was anything that was developing between them. She wondered what was going on in his head at some times.

At 12:01am on June 11, 2014, said…

She looked at him, smiling. "I really don't mind having the time. Ana is a pleasure and so is writing. Sure, it's nice to go out at times and have some moments to focus on myself. This date with you is one of the first times I've left my house." She tucked her hair behind her ear with both of her hands placed on her knees afterwards. "But trust me, this is the best decision I've made in a long time." She thought about his question for a long minute before gathering the words to respond. "I think I can make it with the skills I've been working on from a young age. Maybe not this specific journalism job, but, something in the field for sure."

At 11:51pm on June 10, 2014, said…

She laughed, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. She shook her head. "My God. That's definitely a new one. A viking? I'm not sure if they would make the best dating material." She could tell he had a joking side; she just had to bring it out of him. She heard the next comment he said more commonly then she would have thought. "It can be difficult. My boss rushes me to get stories finished quite quickly.. because of high demand and competition. Sometimes I have to travel to find proper stories, rewrite things I've submitted, stay up late perfecting, it goes on." She sighed. "It has its perks. But it is in no way easy, that's for sure."

At 11:32pm on June 10, 2014, said…

She didn't find it awkward to tell him such a thing, because she saw it as important for him to know. It was... a part of her. Her likes, her dislikes. Just with men instead of materialistic things. "I need a man who can make me laugh and isn't serious all the time; because the stress of my job and with Ana requires a bit of fun. I need someone who can listen and speak equally with me. I need someone who trusts me and ensures I can trust him, while stepping up and being a father figure for my daughter. Someone who is romantic and will remind me why he loves me every single day. Someone who enjoys some of the activities I do, lifts me up and makes me happy... looks don't mean as much. Maybe taller then me, muscular. Protective for sure." She giggled very lightly.

At 10:25pm on June 10, 2014, said…

"Hey. Don't worry about it... I've moved on, and I'm trying. He was a great man and I know he's in a better place after serving our country." She had a reassuring gaze with the slightest gentle smile. She didn't want him to be concerned or down because of what she said; she just figured he should know. "That's why this whole dating thing isn't the easiest thing at the moment. It's the first one I've been on in four years." She crossed and uncrossed her legs quite a few times. "What do you like in a woman? The traits, looks, everything. Your dream girl all in one." She moved off of the subject in an attempt to learn even more about him. It was nice.

At 7:45pm on June 10, 2014, said…

She was proud he could open up in such a way to her, and not be afraid of what she'd say or how she'd take it. Honesty was the best in her eyes.. without trust nothing could ever be established. "Mine get a bit more complicated. Ana, my daughter, was conceived when I was with my fiancé Daniel. He was a US marine who was deployed a week after we found out." She swallowed hard. She didn't talk about it much, so when she did, she was emotional. "They think friendly fire could be a possibility- he never got to see or hold his little girl." She shook her head. "That was four years ago and it still hurts just as badly. That was my last relationship. Since then, I've gone through some PTSD and am only just now beginning to get back into the dating field."

At 7:12pm on June 10, 2014, ⓢⓔⓡⓔⓝⓓⓘⓟⓘⓣⓨ said…

There was no better feeling then to drive around with no care in the world. Noah was a very young professor at a large university not too far from the borders of Ohio and Indiana. He was just about done with his job for the weekend and was eager to do something spontaneous in the upcoming days. Mathematics is what he was teaching at the university. The idea of being able to solve problems in different ways gratified him, which is how he became interested in being a mathematics professor. Despite of some difficulties that he has as a young professor, he liked teaching overall, even if it meant teaching some of those who are careless of getting educated. After getting out of his car, he walked down to the cafeteria, he loosened his black silk tie as he ran his fingers through his slightly tousled brunette hair. Luckily it wasn't too crowded. At the moment of finding an empty, he was shortly stopped by a student that went by the name of Candice. He offered her a small smile as his blue eyes searched hers. "Um, yeah. You'll find the photography department is a left from you. After you reach the painting of deformed objects, you then keep walking straight. It's a big, obvious department, so you'll definitely not miss it," he informed her, nodding once.

At 1:30am on June 10, 2014, said…

She wanted to keep things lightened and carefree, mostly because it was what she was requiring in that moment. A stressful and heavy conversationed dinner wasn't appealing. As soon as he mentioned Ana.. she smiled even wider. "Yes. She's four, a diva of course, and her name is Ana." She could go on and on about every little detail. She had to remind herself to be careful. "She goes to preschool and she's very energetic. Disney princesses, dress up, karaoke, tea parties, build-a-bear, almost anything any other typical little girl does is what she's into." She pulled up a photo on her phone to show him. It was obvious that she was the light of her life. "It can be difficult being a single mom; I won't lie and sugarcoat it. But I wouldn't change anything if that meant losing her." It was also obvious that they looked a lot alike. "I keep busy with her during the week. On top of that, I'm actually a journalist for the local newspaper." She sipped the martini and ordered a salad to start off with for their meal.

At 1:14am on June 10, 2014, said…

Her entire expression lit up once he approached her and spoke, nodding very gently. "That would be me. You pronounced it right- Genevieve." She took his hand firmly yet featherlight at the very same time. "You must be Connor." She allowed the waitress to escort them both to their table. It was toward the back, draped in a cloth, a single candle in the center. She sat across from him- crossing her legs out of habit- ordering a water and a martini to begin with. She continually caught his gaze with an intrigued pop of color to her irises. "Melody tells me you're a charmer." A very small smirk stretched across her lips; remembering everything her friend had told her. She was curious to see how much he actually knew about her- if anything. Blind dating was a concept to her that didn't always make the most sense. They were strangers. She sipped the cocktail a bit.

At 12:58am on June 10, 2014, said…

Genevieve curled the final strand of her brunette hair, pursing her lips as she looked in the mirror intently. Her ruby red gloss shimmered elegantly yet subtlety with the lights in her bathroom. She was beginning to acquire nerves pertaining to the date she was about to attend... her stomach twisted and turned into a million different knots. She hadn't been on one in so long, fearful that she'd do or say something entirely wrong. The usual pitter patter of little feet was missing from her apartment; reminding her that she had a typically uncommon evening apart from her daughter. She was thankful to her friend Melody for arranging the details; she trusted her to know that the man wasn't a complete waste of her time. They were meeting at a restaurant that was downtown in the heart of everything else, upper scale but still comfortable and easy to swallow. She parked pretty close by and checked in for the reservation that had been planned. She searched for the gentleman eagerly, long lashes fluttering a bit.

At 2:19pm on June 8, 2014, devιl'ѕ вeen тalĸιn'. said…

Paul:: He smiled softly and shook his head. "Trust me, I'm not someone you need to worry about." He said as he sipped at his next glass. "I'm Paul." He said. "It's nice to meet you, Ingrid." He smiled at her then took another sip from his glass, which was nearly half empty now. "God I love liquor." He chuckled lightly then glanced around the bar casually.

At 5:17pm on June 5, 2014, devιl'ѕ вeen тalĸιn'. said…
Paul:: He downed his first glass then asked for another almost immediately. He definitely was a social drinker and an anytime drinker, thanks to his brother. He grinned lightly as he looked back to the girl beside him. "I see." He chuckled lightly then downed his next glass. "So, miss. What shall I be calling you?" He asked with a small grin.
At 5:16pm on June 5, 2014, devιl'ѕ вeen тalĸιn'. said…
Candice:: She was still curious as to what the man was doing. She had a feeling that he was sketching her house. It bugged her ever so slightly that he was drawing her house without permission, yet she didn't care. She started to walk down the street then stopped and looked at the guy as he spoke. "Oh, thank you..." She said softly. She wasn't expecting the accent at all.

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