This was what I was scared of the whole time. I knew I was going to fall for him, but how couldn’t I? He was cute and sweet and we had much more meaningful conversations than my boyfriend and I did.
I looked at him across the table and felt his warm hands surrounding mine. I didn’t know what I was thinking, but I leaned across the table, closing the gap between us, and kissed him softly on the lips. I pulled away quickly and looked at him. He smiled so sweetly up at me. My heart was really racing now. “Do you, uhm, maybe wanna go into my room?” he asked while never breaking eye contact.

This was it. The only moment I had left to make the final decision. I could either walk away now or completly surrender to him. Or, maybe he just wanted to go talk in his room….I laughed a little out loud for even thinking that.

“What?” he looked at me perplexed.
“Nothing,” I answered, “sure, we can go in your room.”
Maybe this wasn’t my final chance to make a decision, I hoped.