“I had fun today,” I told her.
“Me too,” she said. She smiled and cocked her head a little as she looked at me.
“Let’s do something again soon.”
“Yeah, I’d like that. How about Thursday or Friday next week?”
“That sounds perfect,” I said smiling too. “I’ll text you.”
She smiled and leaned in to give me a hug. She dropped a shoulder and bent a knee, dipping into the hug a little bit. I found it to be adorable.
Anyone walking by would have just seen two girls in an embrace, but even though I barely knew her, Emma – I don’t even know her last name – she felt like everything and everyone in the world at that moment. I liked her. That much was obvious to me. But I didn’t want to move things too fast. She seemed old-fashioned like that in a way. That too I found to be adorable.
“Can I give you a kiss?” I asked.
She giggled, adorably, and then gave me a hug again. And then she walked away.
I waited a moment trying to process what had just happened before walking in the opposite direction.