Dinner Date
Bouncing on his toes a bit, Nick resisted the urge to pick up a pace again. He had no idea what had possessed him to ask her, what had possessed him to even think she'd be interested. But here he stood in front of Langer's Delicatessen, waiting for Aryn to show up. He hadn't been this nervous since Theresa. Although she was the last person he wanted to think about right now. She'd been gone for three years now... so why did it still feel like he was cheating?
Cursing himself as he looked down at his watch, he knew this was why he shouldn't have come early. He'd spend the rest of the afternoon questioning himself if he let himself. He'd spent enough time doing that already, he didn't need anymore of it.
Cursing himself as he looked down at his watch, he knew this was why he shouldn't have come early. He'd spend the rest of the afternoon questioning himself if he let himself. He'd spent enough time doing that already, he didn't need anymore of it.