I opened my apartment door and there he was.
“Hey beautiful, I brought you some sushi,” he said with a smile as he raised his Iznas takeout bag. I blushed while tucking my hair behind my ears. I wore a little dress with a deep v-shaped neck, with black panty hose and a comfy wool cardigan. I gestured him in and helped to put his jacket away into the closet.
We sat down on my sofa and I put on a show we both loved as a bit of background noise while we ate. We picked up where we left off in our conversation online, and I felt like he couldn’t keep his eyes off me. With every laugh we inched closer to each other on the sofa. Until we were done dinner and cuddling on the couch.
His fingers felt electrifying as they inched up my arm through my thick sweater, then my neck and jaw, and then he played with my hair.
“I feel like we’ve know each other forever, even though we just met,” he said as he turned my face gently to look at him.
“I feel that way too,” I said.