I wasn’t about to argue about a free meal, especially after such a lovely evening. We left together, and he asked if he could call me back soon.
“I’d love to,” I replied, and I really meant it.
He hugged me goodbye (the perfect balance of kindness and interest, without being rude). I went home smiling, thinking it was one of the most amazing first dates of my life.
The next morning, I woke up to a notification from Eric. My sleepy brain was expecting a sweet “I had a great time” message, but instead, I saw an attachment.
I made some coffee and went back to bed. Curious, I opened it, perhaps expecting a photo of the restaurant or something equally harmless.
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