Tentative Date Novels & Stories

The fragile old man slowly replied, then began to doddle his way forward to her Ladyship, as if already knowing what the call was for. "You have till the end of this month- what is this month?" She asked, turning her focus to the other two behind Raymond. "Uhh, November your Ladyship." Fatty managed to rave as fast as he could. "And date?" She asked again, her head still slightly bowed down in await for a reply. "Twenty seventh, your Ladyship." Fatty rattled out again before Tali could even have the chance to.

, she promised him. "Okay!", he replied. "I'll send you my number and my home address. We could start our first date on Friday, June 29th; which is two weeks from now.", she explained. "When should I call you?", he asked. "Anytime at night, that's when I'm all to myself.", she said in a seductive voice. "Okay!", he replied. "See you later, Terrance! Remember... June 29th and don't forget to call me!", she reminded him.

"After much fighting, we finally have a date." Terry claps my back. "Atta boy. I knew you two would work it out. So, when's the big day?" I wrap my arms around Luke's waist as he wraps an arm around my neck. "The 23rd next month." Terry nods. "Alright. I'll add it to my calendar." He turns to the Enforcers. "Alright, guys let's clean up this mess and contact the bar owner. I have a few questions for him."

I called Daniel on Thursday morning. "Tuscany venue confirmed a date," I said. "Which one?" he said. "The one with the vineyard," I said. "October fourteenth. They had a cancellation." A pause. "October," he said. Something in his voice when he said it. Warm and specific. The particular quality of a man hearing a word that meant something to him and not hiding that it meant something. "That works," he said. "You don't even know what October fourteenth means for your schedule," I said.

Did you reschedule all my evening dates, Xavier asked. She nodded, still perusing through a file. "Why would you do that?" He curiously asked. She shrugged. "Today is the 11th of June." She simply stated, going back to her work. "11th of June and so?" He asked, arching his brows, a gesture Maya finds insanely attractive while he wonders what goes on in the head of this assistant of his. Why cancel appointments? Because it is June, he thought.

"Order of magnitude. Dozens, hundreds, more." "Hundreds," Bergmann said. "Across both bodies." "Hundreds by March thirty-first," Cam said, still typing. "That's not realistic and you know it. Which means either the date moves or the standard gets diluted. I need to know now which one you're actually committing to because the committee will ask." Kessler leaned forward slightly. "The date can move." "To when." "End of year. December." "December thirty-first," Cam said. "Same year." "Yes."

She could not go straight to the point. “Go, tell me,” Zofi said. “My friends have set me up for a blind date this weekend!” Dana said fast. “OMG, Dana. It’s the start!” Zofi said excitedly. “But I’m so nervous. I don’t think I’m prepared to go out on this date this weekend. It's a short notice,” Dana said. “So, you haven’t committed to meet him?” Zofi asked. “That’s my concern. I said ‘yes’ instantly and now I don’t know how to take it back,” Dana said.

I grin at him. "Okay, baby girl." "No, I was joking. This year or next year, daddy?" "This year, baby girl. I would choose this year, but you choose." Okay, so this year. I consider everything. "October, daddy, no date yet. Let's see what dates are available at a few locations, then choose?" I don't want to pick a date and then find out the locations don't have it available. "That is fine, tomorrow. We will look at a few locations, then you can call around and see which ones suit best, baby girl."

It still stings that he’s with Gianna, but at least he’s still seeing some semblance of reason. “Very well,” I say with a nod. “Press release it is; we’ll do it on December 8th, just as we discussed.” “Right,” Ethan replies. “Now, onto the campaign schedule. We need to set a date and location for the debate, and we’ll need to hire a mediator.” Sarah nods. “January 22nd seems like a good date,” she says. “I could block that day out right now.” Gianna scoffs. “January? That’s too soon,” she hisses. “February is better.”

Eli relaxed without meaning to. That surprised him. Inside, the café was calm. Soft music played in the background. Eli ordered first. Noah followed. They sat by the window. “So,” Noah said, wrapping his hands around his cup. “This is officially a date.” Eli nodded seriously. “Yes.” Noah laughed. “You say that like you are confirming a schedule.” Eli felt his face warm. “I like being clear.” “I know,” Noah said gently. “I like that about you.”