The Last First Date by Ryder Rocklyn

Author:Ryder, Rocklyn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

Molly

Since our mutual confession the other day, Reagan's been hanging out more.

He walked me through his plans for the shop remodel and we went over the details of what he wants me to do for the company-- and what it'll pay.

It feels so weird to be talking to him about a paycheck when we're also discussing some pretty serious plans for a future together.

Like when we'll move in together, and how long we want to wait before we turn shacked up into Mr. and Mrs.

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

I know it's crazy but I'm so sure about this.

And he hasn't pushed me to break my pact at all. Just like he promised.

Although, there've been a few time that I came close to saying to hell with it. But we both know we're moving fast, and it's important for me to be sure that we aren't rushing because we're thinking below the belt.

Believe me! It's easy to think with my pussy when I'm thinking about Reagan. Or kissing Reagan. Or laying in bed watching TV at night with Reagan while we see how close we can get without crossing the line.

Tonight we are finally going out on our first date.

It sounds so silly and we're definitely doing everything backwards! We started with "I love you," moved straight to happily ever after, have been courting for almost 2 weeks now, and we're just finally going out on our first real date tonight.

I'm so nervous I stab myself in the eye while I'm putting on my mascara.

Reagan makes me feel totally comfortable. Being with him is like coming home after a hard day.

Still, my hands are shaking and my stomach is doing flip flops while I get ready.

Because I know tonight, I'm breaking the pact.

Crazy or not, what I feel for Reagan is real and I one hundred percent believe him when he says he loves me and talks about our future together.

Reagan is the guy I wish I'd waited for.

He's the man I'm going to marry, he's going to be the father of my children, he's the man I'm going to bicker with about taking out the trash and folding the laundry...and I'd be lying to myself if I didn't admit that I'll go out of my mind if I wait much longer.

When the doorbell rings I jump in surprise but I'm ready-- in more ways than one.

"Wow!" Reagan says when I open the door after he rings the bell a second time, "You look...wow."

I'm not the only one that looks wow.

Reagan's standing on my doorstep with a bouquet of roses in his hand. His short blonde hair is neatly combed back from his forehead with a touch of product to keep it in place instead of in the "let it do what it wants" thing he usually has going on.

He's freshly shaved, smells amazing, and looks seriously edible in a button down silk shirt and dark slacks.

"I've never seen you in anything but jeans," I manage to choke out, trying not to trip over my tongue hanging out of my mouth.

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