What To Ask On Second Date の小説・ストーリー

Those are some dangerous pairs of eyes he has there. “That's okay. So, when last did you visit the beach?” I raised a brow at his question. “Well, it's been quite a while, never since I last visited. “Oh, I see. Why don't we go on a date tomorrow, since it's Sunday? If that's okay with you, I mean.” My heart skipped instantly. I can't believe he's asking me on a second date when we barely had our first date. “Tomorrow...” I trailed off while thinking about if I had anything personal to do tomorrow. Besides, taking Aiden to Katie's, so he could spend time playing with O'Neil, Katie's youngest son. Moreover that, there's nothing more I will be doing tomorrow.

"So what?" "Umm...."He turned the drink into his glass cup. "Speak out already"I groaned as I was curious as ever. "I want to ask you something?."He stressed the question further,I felt my body been bitten by curiosity. He didn't say anything for like a minute,I decided to give up,I picked my glass cup and poured juice into it,I sipped it slowly. "Will you go on an actual date with me?."He finally asked. Did I just hear well?!

I said. "Perfect then, that will make my question easier," he said but I didn't understand what he was talking about. " Would you agree to accompany me to that event, as my date.".". "Darian....., I don't know what to tell you, you took me by surprise....yo?", I didn't know what to say, I barely and I just met him and he already wants a second date, not that this one was or was. "Let me think about it" I asked smiling at him.

“You have to answer one more question first.” “If your question is if I put out on the first date, I have been known to.” Laughing, I bring my hands down from his shoulders, splaying my fingers on his chest. An attractive man who can make me laugh…I need to run far, far away. Because as much as I want this to continue, I know it won’t. It can’t. “That’s kind of along the lines of my question.” He wiggles his eyebrows. “I like where this is going. What’s your question?” “If this is our first date, will you take me out on a second?”

He was looking down at me as if I'm the only girl in the room that he needs to pay more attention to rather on what people might be thinking right now. "Wanna go to the amusement park with me?" "The amusement park? Why would you wanna go there?" "It's fun, and it's definitely the place for our second date so far. So what do you say?" A second date. He's asking me for a second date already, and I'm really starting to believe that this would suddenly turned out to be a dream again. "Okay, let's do it. But you better promise it would be fun." I warmed him with a teasing tone and he winked at me in return.

,,So, ... it's not a date? I guess, I never asked you officially on a date. So ... want to make this our second date?" It was noticeable that he avoided eye contact, which was unusual for him. That I wanted to talk about something must have totally put him on edge.

“Hey, you all good? Do you need anything? he asked while laying down next to me. “All good, thank you so much for inviting us, we really needed a break.” “Don’t thank me,” he said with a smug look on his face. “How about you tell me a bit about yourself, where are you from? What’s your favorite food, color, past time?” “Are we on a date? Or are you a secret agent and this is my interrogation Mr. Cross?” “Why Ms. Valencia this is our 2nd date, or do you not count last night? If I remember correctly, I invited you to dinner,” he said smugly.

I murmur as he leans in for another kiss but I turn my head so instead he presses his lips against my neck and as I feel his teeth nip the skin, I realise how much of a mistake turning my head was. But it was a pleasurable mistake, I think as he sucks on the skin, “Aiden.” I moan and he releases me, “So I’ll send you the details of our second date when I’ve planned it.” He says and I scoff or intend to but my breathlessness makes it sound like a strangled sort of noise and he raises a brow. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he ask and I shrug, “You’re making plans for a second date but I never heard you ask me out for a second date.” I say and he laughs before moving closer to me and cupping

"Are you sure? You don't sound as convinced as you normally do" I smack him in the chest, and he laughs at me. "OK, OK. I'll stop. Even though I know you're lying to yourself". "I think we should just, I don't know. Actually, go on a date first. I should know something about you, other than you're a Phoenix and can sort of read ancient languages". "Fine. Let's go get some dinner together. I'll answer any questions you like, and we can have a proper date. Doesn't mean I won't kiss you like that at the end of the night again".

“Okay, let’s try something else. This is a date. No rugby talk and no sports, just other stuff.” This gains me a slight smile from her. “Stuff,” she repeats and shakes her head slightly. “Why don’t you tell me what you usually talk about on your dates?” I shrug. “I usually ask one or two questions and then my date does all the talking. Women tend to make dinner conversation easy on guys.” Her laughter is instant and I join in. “We aren’t very good at this, are we?” she says when she stops laughing. “No, we aren’t. I have an idea. What’s your favorite color?”