![]() ![]() I couldn’t think of a time I’d been this anxious to see someone. As much as I loved her legs in heels, I didn’t figure she’d thank me for not warning her about the walking. We’d be doing a good amount of walking the streets too. The restaurant I was taking her to that night was too nice for shorts and required a little bit of a dressier look. The only info I’d given her was that she needed to wear a sundress and comfortable shoes. Today, I’d decided to surprise her with a trip to New Orleans. I just needed something dark enough to block out the sun on mornings I might actually get to sleep in. I was a guy and our curtains and quilts didn’t need to match. Granted, I had to rein her in on her decorating ideas. Even the other day when I’d asked if she’d wanted to go with me to pick out stuff for my dorm room she’d gone with me happily. She never complained and was open to anything I suggested. After a week of dates with Lana-either at my house, at the field party, or at Hank’s it was time I took her somewhere nice. ![]()
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