Blind Date by Monica Murphy

Author:Monica Murphy [Murphy, Monica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EM Publishing

We make it back to my apartment in record time. It helps that it’s later in the evening and the streets are mostly empty so we don’t have to contend with traffic. I wait for him once we’re in the parking lot, standing by the back of my car and feeling like a fidgety bundle of nerves. I haven’t brought a guy to my apartment since I first moved in here. I haven’t been with anyone else since my ex.

Tonight is a first in lots of ways. I’m trying to put no pressure on myself, but let’s be real. The pressure is on, even if it’s only self-inflicted. If Isaac and I end up doing…things, great. Fabulous. If not, that’s okay too.

But I would really, really like to do a few things with him, which is pretty shocking. I don’t move this fast. I never have. Yet every time our lips connect, I feel scorched. The man has a magical mouth.

I would like to test that mouth in a variety of ways.

“This is a nice complex,” he tells me as he approaches, all loose nonchalance. Looking as pleased as he can be too. I envy his easy confidence right now.

“It’s newer,” I tell him, surprised I can make small talk and not sound like a nervous wreck. “And I’ve only been here a few months.”

“Oh, right.” He nods. I’m sure he’s thinking about my ending the relationship with my ex recently. Does that freak him out? It might. It probably should. We kept talking about him, which was such a mistake. Talking about your ex when on a date with someone else. I’m a complete idiot.

Plus, there’s the fact that Isaac is the first guy I’ve dated since we broke up. In the normal order of things, he would be my rebound.

I glance to my left, studying him as he walks with me toward my apartment building. What a rebound I’ve chosen, though. The more I look at him, the handsomer he gets. I like the way he walks. Almost like a confident strut. And he’s so tall. Taller than Joe.

Oh God! His name!

I realize it doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it might. Will I endlessly compare Isaac to Joe? Maybe at first, though I shouldn’t. I really need to focus on the here and now, and not worry about my past. No need to make comparisons. That’s unfair to Isaac.

We head up the stairs to my second-story apartment, both of us quiet. The moment we pause in front of the door and I’m about to unlock it with the keypad—this place has a high-tech security system since it’s so new—Isaac grabs hold of me, pulling me into his arms.

“Your head is spinning,” he tells me, his gaze dropping to my mouth. Like he’s thinking about kissing it.

“What are you talking about?” I rest my hand on top of my head, attempting a joke. “From what I can tell, it’s not moving.”

He smiles before he leans in and kisses me, his mouth lingering.

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