Should I Date My Neighbor Novels & Stories

“He wouldn’t be a stranger. You’d e-mail, text, and chat first. Nothing would happen until you were comfortable.” I fiddled with my napkin while I felt Isabelle’s gaze on me. Did she think all my problems would go away if I jumped on some magical healing cock? A one-night stand wouldn’t be helpful or even fun for me; I just wasn’t wired like that. I’d be a nervous wreck, convinced I was going to end up on the evening news because my date was a serial killer, or worse, that he’d see the dimples in my butt and freak out.

I nodded, “I know. Just take her on a couple dates. Then, if you still feel as strongly about her as you do now, let me know and we can arrange to have dinner with your dad and us. Okay?” Victor nodded, “That sounds like a great idea. I have a date with her tonight.” I asked, “Where are you taking her?” He answered, “Dinner and a movie? I figure that’s a safe first date.” I laughed, “Maybe for teenagers. I agree that dinner is a great first date. But maybe try a walk in the park after. That would give you more time to get to know one another.”

But looking at his kind, patient expression, I found myself thinking that maybe - just maybe - we could handle whatever came our way. "So," I said, trying to sound casual, "what do people do when they're... dating?" "Well," Kamon said, that tiny smile growing wider, "they usually start with actual dates." "Right. Dates. I can do dates." "Tomorrow night? There's a night market near campus. We could get dinner." A real date. With the boy I'd been crushing on for weeks. The boy who somehow thought I was worth caring about despite my obvious weirdness. "I'd love that," I said.

"Wishing to have sex with another person is not a good reason to start dating them." I took a deep breath. "I don't just want to fuck you. I also want to have a conversation with you. Like, all the time." "I do too," she admitted miserably. Her gaze flicked over to her daughter, who was picking flowers and placing them in Fluffy's and Mittens's fur beside me. "What am I saying?" She dared look up at me again. "That you would want to try it?" "Meaning, why not? We're already exclusive, we like each other, the sex is insane, and we're neighbors besides, so it's simple. What's the catch?"

He didn’t care that he was slowing down my movements but then again, I wasn’t complaining. “Do you think we should go on a late-night date? It has been a while since we went out.” George suggested. After our failed date with our friends, we hadn’t been on any other one and it had been weeks. Maya and Charles were still talking, which was weird because Maya usually needed a few days or at most, a week to know if she wanted to be in a relationship with anyone. “What ideas do you have?” “A movie date? I’ve never been on one. We could have dinner after that.”

I reply, rolling my eyes. “Oh, come on. If a guy asks you to get coffee and you say yes, it’s a date. That’s, like, the universal rule of coffee invites.” I sigh, shifting on the couch. “It was just coffee. We ran into each other when the power went out, and he suggested grabbing a cup sometime. That’s all.” Anna lets out a dramatic gasp. “This is it. This is how it begins. First, it’s ‘just coffee.’ Then, it’s ‘just dinner.’ And next thing you know—bam—you’re somehow falling into his bed, and now you’re dating James’s neighbor.”

“You don’t even know his name and you’re going out with him, you have no concern for your own safety!” “He’s not my date, he’s my neighbor.” I retorted, and smooth my hand over my dress. I would’ve liked a final look in the mirror, but I had no intentions of getting closer to Pierce. “And you know what, Pierce? Stay in the house. If I get robbed or a serial killer gets in the house and waits for me to get back so he can strangle me to death, then you can add it to the list of things that you’ve made go wrong in my life.” “Myra-“

I'm too embarrassed to even reach out to Liam to find out. I don't want my friend to know that the date I spent so long planning has fallen apart before it's even had a chance to get off the ground, although he probably knows already. This is why I shouldn't get close to anyone in my friendship group; dating can get real complicated, real fast.

I am going on a date. To be continued...

He enquired. "Sure." I returned his smile. I sauntered towards him, sighed when I stood in front of him. "Should we eat dinner or something? I'm quite hungry." "We should go on a date." He winked. "Everyone's gonna stare at us, huh? They'd think we're the cutest couple in this locality."