Blind Date With A Book Template Novels & Stories

damp, dressed, hair wet and sticking to his forehead. ‎ ‎Their eyes met and Jace blushed so red. ‎The butler tilted his head. "Oh no… you’re blushing." ‎ ‎"I wasn’t...I mean...I’m just..." ‎ ‎The butler raised a brow. "My, my, you are cute. Too cute, perhaps." ‎ ‎Jace looked down, flustered. "Sorry." ‎ ‎"Don’t apologize for that." The butler studied him closely. Then his gaze sharpened. "But… Young master is blind. So how could he be attracted to you if he doesn’t know what you look like?"

Before I could respond, she pulled out a small paper slip from her blazer pocket and slid it across my polished mahogany desk. I stared at the handwritten phone number, raising an eyebrow. "What am I supposed to do with this?" "That," Sandra leaned forward, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "is your blind date. I'm not letting you waste another minute on Tyler the non-billionaire." She straightened up, smoothing her pencil skirt. "I will not take no for an answer this time." I scoffed. I remembered Sandra hated Tyler so much she made sure I wasn't with him. "I agree," I nodded, tucking the paper into my blazer pocket. "I'll reach out to him later."

Compared to dating for love, blind dates were much more goal-oriented. People went on them specifically to get married. Some moved so fast that they'd sign papers at city hall in a month or two. Even the slowest didn't take more than two years. Avoiding red flags meant not wasting each other's time. Giselle skipped over the age and circled the woman's height. She said, "The word 'about' here is a hedge. It means 5'4" is rounded up. Her real height is probably between 5'1" and 5'4"."

Meantime a person announced. "Hey everyone! I'm super excited to invite you all to our Blind Date Night! It's going to be an amazing evening of mystery and romance. Imagine walking into a beautiful setting, with soft music and delicious appetizers. You'll be paired with a secret admirer, and get to know them through intriguing conversations. Who knows, you might just find love or make some incredible connections! Here are the details: ( showing the screen) - Date: Tomorrow - Time: 7pm to 11 pm

The early morning sunlight cast a warm, golden hue over New York City, and Charlotte Evans stepped into the Kingsley Enterprises building with a mix of excitement and apprehension. Her tailored black blazer and crisp white blouse were chosen with care, aiming to blend in with the polished professionals of the prestigious firm. Yet, as she navigated through the sleek, glass-walled lobby, she couldn’t shake the feeling of being an outsider in this world of high expectations and immaculate appearances.

That got a raised eye-brow out of me, “Read it out to me.” It took a second for her to skim through it and paraphrase it for me. “Free profiling for attendees from the best match-makers in the city. Trial counseling for couples available. Best tips and love-advice from the professionals. Fifteen-minute rotations through potential matches. Sounds promotional. Think Blair’s trying for a start-up.” “Smart.” I rolled my eyes, “Fine, I’ll accept it. When is it?” “In about two weeks,” She replied, “but what’s your deal with her?”

Max nodded, "I have seen that man several times before. He seems to have a good reputation in the circle. Your sister-in-law is very reliable." As they were talking, Amanda came in with the document and asked Max to sign it. Max signed and said, "When you are finished, go back and tidy up. Since you want to make a blind date, you should always make a good impression." Amanda was a bit embarrassed and said, "I haven't finished talking with Miss Amy just now. Let's forget about the blind date. I really don't have any plans to start a family at present."

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“You’re just…” I exhaled, the truth scraping out of me before I could hide it. “Unreal.” Enzo’s lips twitched but it wasn’t a smile. It was something that pulled him a breath closer, his forehead pressing to mine until the rest of the room vanished. His warmth blurrred into me. His breath brushed my cheek. My pulse started slamming hard enough that it felt like my body was trying to tell him something I still didn’t have the guts to say out loud.

Still flirting. Still possible. She ignored it. Went for the thin black Moleskine at the bottom. That was the one. The one she’d filled after the invitational. The one she’d written in like her life depended on it. Because back then, it had. --- Ave – Flashback (Written Entry) September 16th – 2:12 a.m. > I kissed Blake Monroe and I don’t know what’s real anymore. I wanted it. I think. Or maybe I just wanted to win.