What To Ask On Second Date Novels & Stories

“I like where this is going. What’s your question?” “If this is our first date, will you take me out on a second?”

Scratching my neck, I responded, "Um, I don't know… men who are less egoistical. That is actually number one on the list. Men whose lives are less complicated, too. I also want a man who is not very handsome… Don't judge me, I cannot stand all the ladies wanting to have my man, but at the same time, I do not want all the girls to call my man ugly, so I would go for average. Oh, and getting a gentleman would not be bad as well." I was smiling by the time I finished, but he was not. After I had stopped talking, he sighed and looked forward, starting to move the car away from the garage. Feeling bad, I placed my hand over his palm which was on the gear, but he spoke before I could say anything,

She says her face serious. “That’s messed up.” I say laughing and she nods in agreement. “I’m playing with you. So will there be a second date?” She asks smiling at me. “I don’t know. He’s a cool guy.” I say thinking about the date. “First dates are tough. I think you should go on a second one. Maybe he’ll be more in control of his thoughts then.” She says looking at me smiling sweetly. “I guess you’re right. He did seem a little nervous.” I say and she nods.

she softly confessed. “Then let’s keep it that way. We don’t want anyone but you.” I nodded. “And I don’t want anyone else either.” she smiled, taking my hand in hers. “So what do people do on first dates?” she asked, leaning back as Tyler set our drinks and the plate of various dips and spreads with pita chips down. “Haven’t you been on a date before?” I asked, only nodding thanks to Tyler.

he said. “Just take it easy,” she said. “Yes. I should take it easy,” he said. Silence takes over. “Are you having a good time here?” he asked first. “I am! Certainly, I’m enjoying every minute here. I almost forgot about how fun this recreation is, so, thanks to you for bringing me here today,” she asked. “Am I a boring date?” he asked. “How come you asked that question? Of course you’re not,” she asked.

"That's a pretty heavy question for a first date, little bird." "We're well past the first date stage," I point out. "I just mean...what are your dreams? Your plans?" "Now this sounds like a therapy session," he says with a laugh. "Do you want my credit card number while you're at it?" "I'm not trying to be funny. Or invasive. I just figured we should actually get to know each other because..." I gesture at my belly. "You know." "Why do you think I brought you here?" he asks, still chuckling. "To spend the whole time playing around on our phones and ignoring each other? We're here to get to know each other."

My head is calm and I’m not thinking about a million things to do. “Since we are getting to know each other,” I say slowly. “What about your parents?” I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I can’t seem to bite down my growing curiosity about him. Nero side-eyes me, his hands pausing on the row he’s pouring the compost. I glance at him “Too personal for a first date question?” “I thought this isn’t a date??” he quirks. I blink, flustered. “It isn’t.” I glance down, focusing on what I’m busy doing.

“How about we go on another date?” I swallow hard.

I asked, confused, not knowing what he was even asking about. He laughs a little, pulls me a little closer and asked in his deep beautiful voice, "What do you want to do for our first date?". "Date?" I asked in shock, staring at him with wide eyes wide. "You don't like dates? Is it too early for that? Do we have to just name this something else?" He asked me and to himself like he is frustrated and confused. "Let's call it date itself," I said with a smile, not wanting to disappoint him.

We both helped ourselves to the food, stuffing our faces as we enjoyed the warmth of the sun and the cool breeze. “Not bad for a first date, huh?” Nicholas said suddenly. Immediately I choked on the juice I’d been drinking and he gently pat me on the back, a look of concern on his face. “D-date?” I questioned after I’d recovered. He smiled and nodded. “We haven’t really been on one and I thought that it would be good to learn more about each other, if you’d like?” I nodded, intrigued and excited to learn more about him. “You can ask a question first. We’ll start off with something small to ease into the conversation.”