Should I Date My Neighbor Novels & Stories

Dan pointed out jokingly, causing her to laugh a little despite herself. “Well, I don’t want that to be the case. I can’t reciprocate the feelings you have and I don’t want things to be weird between us in the long run.” “I know that, and I’m trying my best to get over you, something that isn’t easy, considering you live next door, but I’m trying. Hell, I even have a date.” “Really? You do?”

Yet, deep down, a part of me yearned for more—more connection, more understanding, and a chance to explore what this newfound bond might mean for us. I turned to face him, my eyes meeting his, searching for answers. "A date?" I repeated, my voice laced with uncertainty. Martin nodded, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Yes, a date. It doesn't have to be anything extravagant. Just the two of us, enjoying each other's company, getting to know each other better." His words resonated within me, awakening a flicker of curiosity and excitement. Despite my reservations, I couldn't deny the pull he had on me—the magnetic force drawing me closer. Maybe going on a date, away from the confines of my hom

Don't look, don't look. "I mean," he went on, "we've lived next door to each other for a while and don't say much more than hi or goodbye. I thought maybe we should be a little more, you know, neighborly." His voice had that I'm going to do naughty things with you quality. Oh hell yes, she wanted to get neighborly with him. Intimately so. "Um, sure. That would be great." She dragged her gaze back to his face again. "Just let me know when."

“Well, we’re not technically dating yet. It’s just a date. Like, a singular date.” “Well, when is this singular date?” I wanted to do my best to be supportive. Jaz was back in my life. “Saturday morning, actually. As soon as this jail bird busts out.” “Dude!” I said. “You’re… you’re going on a day-date?” I knew this was a measure only reserved for the most special occasions. He had only used it once before. “Yup.” He smiled happily. “I really hope it goes well. She’s just a good friend, you know? Easy to hang out with. I like spending time with her.”

It's just, since you two have decided to give this relationship a go- you have decided that right? “Yes.” “Good. So since you two have decided that, I was thinking that maybe a little… -date?- is in order?” “A date huh?” “Yeah. Just… just hear em out, okay! If you two try to get to know each other here, in the settlement, the only part of you he is going to see is you in relation to the coalition. But, a date outside, in a romantic setting will give… the right… ambiance for you two to open up to each other. Discovering things about yourselves. It doesn't have to be something crazy. It could be a….”

My phone buzzes with a text from Laura: *Still thinking about mystery man? *Maybe,* I type back, then delete it. *Going to bed. Talk tomorrow.* *Don't chicken out of your date!* Date. Is that what it is? Meeting a complete stranger who somehow knows things about me that I've never told anyone? Who makes me feel like my skin doesn't fit right just by looking at me?

The houses are your typical middle-class cookie-cutter cottages with swing sets and white picket fences. Not knowing what else to do, I reach for my cell phone. At first, I consider calling Zoe but quickly reconsider. What would I tell her? Hey, Zoe, even though everyone told me that it wouldn’t be a good idea, I went on a date, and he turned out to be some crazy supernatural who wants to impregnate me. Yeah, that’ll go well. Either way, Zoe is not an option since she’s out of town. A whooshing sound in the distance startles me from my mental reprimand, cementing my decision to find help.

Right now, I'm just getting ready since he texted me a few hours ago that we'll be having dinner outside. I'm nervous again. I feel these butterflies whirling around my stomach every time I do something romantic with Adam. It's been a while since the last time a guy ask me for a dinner. Is it considered a date? I would say it is but I wanted to take it slow between us. I have never been in a relationship ever since me and Ryan.

Dad said and winked at me. " Miles? Honey, who's Miles?" Mom asked me as I sighed. " He's a friend." " You've got two male friends and you don't have a boyfriend? I think you need to be beaten." Mom said. " It's not easy getting a boyfriend. I mean I don't wanna rush into a relationship and get tired at the end." I said as mom scoffed. " Just bring a date for our anniversary." Dad said and I nodded. God, I'm screwed. Should I bring Miles? Aiden won't accept to be my date, this is ill luck. I cleared the table and returned to the living room. Mom was upstairs to shower while dad was watching a football match on TV.

That's rare. "It's also potentially complicated. Dating a colleague. At a company my father runs. Where people already scrutinize everything I do." "I know. That's why I haven't asked before now. But Elena I like you. Really like you. And I think you like me too. So complications aside would you want to have dinner? As a date?" Elena thought about all the reasons this was a bad idea. Office dating policies. Her father's position. The scrutiny. The potential for disaster.