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That same night, in my room, I came up with the decision to accept Rick. He'd waited as expected. Why beat around the bush again?

I got my phone and called him.

"Hello, Rick?"

"Hello honey, you already miss me?"

I laughed.

"You wish. I wanted to ask you something."

"Yes?"

"When is our second date?"

He was silent for a while and I chuckled.

"What?"

"Our second date. When is it??"

"Oh my gawd, are you accepting my ...