Becca.

I wasn’t sure what to make of it all. Dressing up, drinks, and fine dining.

It was a lot to take in for a girl like me. Especially considering the fact we were acting as if we were dating and if anyone saw us, it wouldn’t be good.

To say I was uncomfortable was an understatement.

“This is delicious,” I said, trying to lighten the conversation between us. “Thank you again for bringing me here. I do appreciate ...