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52. Arthur's New Apartment
"Come with me to the new apartment," Arthur coaxed over the phone.
His interior designer, Samantha, is coming to check out the new apartment this afternoon and Arthur wanted me to be there. Well, what he wanted is my input, hoping that if the apartment is decorated to include my tastes, perhaps I would be more inclined to moving in with him.
Me living with Arthur? Been there, done that.
I am still reluctant to agree to his proposal. Based on our previous experience, jumping head first into a new attachment did not really work well for us. So this time, we're taking it slow.
Like real slow.
Just last weekend we had our first date. Imagine being engaged for several months and almost getting married but we have not even dated each other?
So weird, but true. No wonder I ran away from the wedding.
Last Saturday was our first date and it turned out pretty amazing. I snoozed for the first half, I mean Beethoven
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