CAROL POV

So, here I am on my first date with Arthur. He looks so handsome in a dark blue blazer and jeans. Oh my, and he smells so good. We arrive at a very fancy restaurant and are met at the entrance by a truly polite host.

Arthur had reserved the best table, by the window, and the view was superb.

I was charmed by him. He suggested some dishes but insisted that the final decision was mine. I love that in a guy. It has happened to me before, to be craving meat, for example, and the guy ordering me fish. Treating me like an inferior in intellect or decision capacity.

But not Arthur. He was so perfect. He treated me with dedication and care. He noticed where I looked, what I spoke, and he explored my ideas. He was traveling in my personality and I was completely absorbed by his.

When we were finally savoring some gourmet coffee and chocolate, I complimented the decoration of the place.

“Do you really like this place?”

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